<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440</id><updated>2012-01-17T10:13:43.150-08:00</updated><category term='u'/><title type='text'>The Nature of Being</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to this blog, The Nature of Being.  I am grateful for a way to link with all of you, old and new friends, who share my curiosity for expanding Consciousness and this extraordinary new age for planet Earth.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-3021277039067509496</id><published>2012-01-17T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:13:43.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Jake II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;The color of my day is brighter because of you and folks like you who reflect with me on the miracles of this human experience that are increasingly opening to our view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Thanking Jake yesterday, I neglected to thank &lt;i&gt;60 Minutes &lt;/i&gt;for their foresight. &amp;nbsp;News media has so many options when choosing what slant they will use in telling a story. &amp;nbsp;I can feel the expansion of Consciousness occurring as the story is absorbed into the population.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;In addition, I realized we might all benefit from talking about how we access the 4th dimension and what we might do while we are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;First, of course, is affirming our intention to move into that stream of Consciousness. &amp;nbsp;Whatever we can imagine is possible to create.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;First feel it, affirming belief in it, then speak it aloud. &amp;nbsp;A thing may not be created the first time we try it on for size, but with practice, like building a muscle, we grow stronger and closer to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Breathe, feel and anchor it, speak it aloud, breathe again and offer gratitude that it is complete and perfect. And so it is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;In our first Synergy sessions, amazing things happened because our mentor and his wife held the intention for all of us. &amp;nbsp;They, in effect, held the door open to the 4th dimension for the group. &amp;nbsp;I am still so grateful for what they taught us. &amp;nbsp;Priceless experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;We have all evolved since those days 20+ years ago. &amp;nbsp;Expansion of Consciousness has provided all of us access with greater ease than we could have dreamed then. The door is now open and remains so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Here it comes - the same good reminder: &amp;nbsp;Breathe to access the 4th dimension. &amp;nbsp;Breathe and be sure, if you want to sustain your experience, to &lt;i&gt;continue to breathe and to drink plenty of water. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;These are the basics for life, and they are the basics for remaining fluid and accessing the energy and Wisdom available. &amp;nbsp;Trusting yourself then is an exercise that expands your experience. &amp;nbsp;Any of you who meditate know this already, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;I love the synchronicities that accompany these events. &amp;nbsp;Judith, my sister and partner, asked me prior to the &lt;i&gt;60 Minutes &lt;/i&gt;story, if I ever noticed odd, fine granules on my face. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I have been noticing that from time to time, touching my face I feel a kind of grittiness with no explanation. &amp;nbsp;She notices it when she wakes up. Mine will come at odd times. &amp;nbsp;We realized that it's the aftermath of inter-dimensional travel. &amp;nbsp;After I mentioned it to our friend, Nancy, she did some research and reports that in the movie, &lt;i&gt;The Golden Compass, &lt;/i&gt;this phenomenon occurs. &amp;nbsp;None of us had seen the movie, but we may be motivated to see it now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;I've asked some questions about the 4th dimension. &amp;nbsp;When I tried to feel into what is being called the 4th dimension, it felt like something was missing, so I am asking for more information and this is what I hear: &amp;nbsp;"Your reference to the 4th dimension is incomplete. &amp;nbsp;You may think of it as the highway to The All That Is. &amp;nbsp;Everything you are born to know and receive is available in The All That Is/the Infinite. &amp;nbsp;Your transport is the 4th dimension. &amp;nbsp;Think of it as a pathway in Consciousness that leads you to the Infinite."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;OK, folks, that's all I can report today. &amp;nbsp;I need to feel into this. &amp;nbsp;I am so grateful for the Wisdom that supports us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Peace Perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Phyllis/PhylEl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-3021277039067509496?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3021277039067509496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=3021277039067509496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3021277039067509496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3021277039067509496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanks-to-jake-ii.html' title='Thanks to Jake II'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-5514495172863201285</id><published>2012-01-16T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:52:21.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;Greetings on this Perfect Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;Last night on &lt;i&gt;60 Minutes, &lt;/i&gt;Jake Barnett was interviewed about his savant skills in mathematics. &amp;nbsp;When asked where all that information comes from he said it was from the 4th Dimension. &amp;nbsp;He proceeded to demonstrate his visual of the 4th Dimension, while also saying that it to describe it would take a very long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;All of this from a boy of 13 who, with his family's faith and help, has moved from autism to awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;Nancy called to ask if I'd seen it, and as we said good-bye, I said I would like to dream there in the 4th dimension. &amp;nbsp;Oh, my. &amp;nbsp;My dreams were multi-dimensional to say the least, and what I will relate here is a glimpse of what I recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;The dream: &amp;nbsp;I was a medical student, asked by the professor to write a paper to diagnose a mysterious disease and to use whatever tools necessary to achieve the outcome. &amp;nbsp;I began to write and found that the information I needed was in the 4th dimension, so I went there and realized I had been there many times. &amp;nbsp;I found the diagnosis and as I was reporting it, realized that the more fascinating information was about the 4th dimension; what it is and how we get there, how we stay there and what we find there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;Before I report my own experience, I am fascinated by autism and Alzheimer's. &amp;nbsp;They may seem unrelated, but when I think of one I think of the other. &amp;nbsp;In the same category is schizophrenia. &amp;nbsp;Wisdom has reported to several clients and to me as I have asked questions about it, that people affected by any one of these is operating in an alternate stream of Consciousness. &amp;nbsp;In that stream each person is living in a reality that serves them in some way none of us may ever understand, but their reality is perfectly coordinated in their Plan and is not for us to judge. &amp;nbsp;It seems to me that we might say they are in the 4th dimension and accessing memory of past or future or a lateral stream that is an expansion of 3rd-dimensional thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;Jake is so clear that his thought includes the 4th dimension. &amp;nbsp;He is a way-shower, walking with ease in a dimension that expands Consciousness exponentially. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;My dream reminded me of my journeys into the 4th dimension and informed me about potential I had not yet visited. &amp;nbsp;I could see planes of energy expanding outward and providing access to Wisdom beyond imagination. &amp;nbsp;My dream memory blinked out at that point, and I know I explored layers of Consciousness I have never known in this life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;Then I was dreaming about my current life and recalling that the practice of verbal reporting in Synergy meditations trained me and so many others to sustain access to the 4th dimension while reporting what we saw, heard and felt. &amp;nbsp;My sessions with clients over the years have been a very personal experience, ever-expanding and sustaining 4th dimensional Consciousness while channelling their Wisdom. &amp;nbsp;And whatever we learn we share with others. &amp;nbsp;Many people have said after a session that they cannot relate to or remember what was said. &amp;nbsp;Often it means they are immersed in the energy of 4th dimensional Consciousness, which can defy interpretation, and are adapting to it energetically. &amp;nbsp;Thank God for recordings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;I have observed that my sessions with clients have changed recently. &amp;nbsp;My intention to remain in their Wisdom is stronger and access is clearer. &amp;nbsp;There are many layers of 4th dimensional Consciousness. &amp;nbsp;The deeper we are immersed in it the less likely we are to relate to its qualities, and we are often, literally, speechless. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;To report the Wisdom of another person it is necessary to sustain contact with the 4th dimension. &amp;nbsp;At the same time, remaining in the 3rd dimensional state is necessary to communicate and relate to that person. &amp;nbsp;I am breathing in gratitude for Jake and the insights gleaned from his awesome life. &amp;nbsp;I am grateful for all the support I've received over the years from my team, my clients and dear soul mates. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;The 4th dimension is our New Frontier. It is our new way of being. As we explore and grow more accustomed to the 4th dimension we forge the balance and enjoy the ease promised for this Third Age of Earth. &amp;nbsp;What good company we have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;In Gratitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"&gt;Phyllis/PhylEl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-5514495172863201285?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5514495172863201285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=5514495172863201285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5514495172863201285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5514495172863201285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanks-to-jake.html' title='Thanks to Jake'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7488951837761565797</id><published>2012-01-11T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T05:59:29.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Pink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;I've begun my 70th birthday with a good workout in the fitness center, then a great mug of coffee and some Pogo games, with a warm "hello" from my sis, Judith. &amp;nbsp;It's a good day. &amp;nbsp;Mom and I will have lunch, then off to pick up Shannon from her school and dinner with her and her dad. &amp;nbsp;As soon as I shower I will refresh my coffee and open the cards so many lovely people have sent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;I'm feeling nostalgic. &amp;nbsp;The sky is a perfect pink as the sun comes up and I reflect on the reality we live with as the years pass and we answer to others when asked our age. &amp;nbsp;I am Pink, I might say, or I am Excited! &amp;nbsp;I own my age and am truly amazed and grateful that I have somehow managed to arrive here. &amp;nbsp;At the same time, my age has less to do with who I am than the color of the sky or the energy I am carrying today. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;I own more of my God-ness than ever before in this lifetime. &amp;nbsp;So I say, "I am God," with more conviction and trust myself to feel the way that feels. &amp;nbsp;Now, it's surely been a long trip to even begin to own that. &amp;nbsp;I think it and I feel into it, but to say it is a stretch still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;So those are my reflections on this birthday. &amp;nbsp;Whatever your day is for you, maybe it would be fun to reflect on what and who you are beyond any age or physical measurement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;Breathing with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;Phyllis/PhylEl, surely Becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7488951837761565797?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7488951837761565797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7488951837761565797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7488951837761565797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7488951837761565797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-day-ive-begun-my-70th-birthday.html' title='I am Pink!'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1205839127536121912</id><published>2012-01-09T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T06:07:00.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday in Good Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Good Morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;In gratitude this morning, following a lovely full moon in a clear sky last night, and after a good workout in the fitness center downstairs, I am relaxing with my coffee. &amp;nbsp;Paying attention to my physical system is producing more strength and energy, less pain, a healthier heart and weight loss. &amp;nbsp;This feels very good, and I am grateful to the folks at Fairview Cardiac Rehab for providing some practical tips and a boost to my intentions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This week I celebrate my 70th birthday, and I am so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I am not quite sure where the excitement comes from - yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I started celebrating last Friday and the human gifts are lovely and rich, but the source of the excitement is not about my birthday week, in fact I don't know yet what causes my heart to leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Living to see my 70th year is somehow surreal. &amp;nbsp;Truly, it feels like I took a turn to get here, to extend my life to this age. &amp;nbsp;We live in such a swiftly changing time that it is no wonder we need extra breathing to &amp;nbsp;adjust and to decide: &amp;nbsp;In what reality do I choose to live? &amp;nbsp;Where do I want to anchor, or is it even possible to anchor in any reality when the kaleidoscope shifts so rapidly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Archangel Michael has a message to continue what he said previously: &amp;nbsp;"Now is the time to trust your self, your creations, As you are, Where you are, When you are." &amp;nbsp;Now he says: &amp;nbsp;"The previous message holds. &amp;nbsp;In addition, trust yourselves now as you have never before. &amp;nbsp;When life changes so fast, you may be tempted to hold onto the old to find comfort. &amp;nbsp;Do not be tempted. &amp;nbsp;The old no longer serves you. The better you move with change, the more you get out of it. &amp;nbsp;We who support and observe you know that without a doubt your Earth age holds extra challenges. &amp;nbsp;Remember that you have volunteered to carry the new energy forward. &amp;nbsp;You are on Earth to fulfill the promises made so long ago. &amp;nbsp;This is the time of expansion. &amp;nbsp;This is your time. &amp;nbsp;What you live through your personal experience expands the Consciousness of the planet. &amp;nbsp;You are the Light-Bearers. &amp;nbsp;I/We have carried the torch for you, now you each pick up your portion and carry it for all who do not know. &amp;nbsp;We support your service."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I am grateful, Michael, and am breathing with all of you who choose to thoughtfully proceed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Still Becoming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Phyllis/PhylEl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1205839127536121912?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1205839127536121912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1205839127536121912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1205839127536121912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1205839127536121912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-in-good-company.html' title='A Birthday in Good Company'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6030380135631303900</id><published>2011-12-27T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T05:06:36.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shape of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Post- Christmas Greetings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Just now sitting down with my first cup of lovely coffee, "The Shape of Christmas," came into my thoughts, so here I am wondering what that means to me and to each of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The shape of my Christmas is round, I realize. &amp;nbsp;And full and packed tightly with stored memories, some of which are still to be told and recalled one day. &amp;nbsp;My Christmas, I am grateful to say, is full of family. &amp;nbsp; Not all of us were able to be together, but celebrating with Mom is the center of our Christmas sphere. &amp;nbsp;It moves out from there with every other person linked to her, filling the space of Christmas. &amp;nbsp;She will be 92 in March, so inevitable thoughts bubble to the surface about what our Christmases will be like when she takes the trip to her next adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Victoria Safford, inspiring minister of the U.U. church we attend, recited responses to questions about Christmas recently asked of the congregation. &amp;nbsp;I nearly lost it when she quoted one person who said this would be her/his last Christmas. &amp;nbsp;Emotions are close to the surface during this holiday season. &amp;nbsp;Emotions shape part of my Christmas sphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I did not respond to report my Christmas feelings and memories, but my most vivid memory of all Christmases is the one following our father's death in 1955. I was thirteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;That morning there were many gifts under the tree, given by generous people who worked with Daddy. &amp;nbsp;I remember very little of those, but at breakfast, in each child's place at the table, there was a gift. The tags said they were from Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For just a moment, he was alive. &amp;nbsp;It was a bad dream that he had died some weeks before. &amp;nbsp;He was alive. &amp;nbsp;And then, of course, he wasn't, and I was grief-stricken all over again. &amp;nbsp;Each of the boys received a Swiss Army knife. &amp;nbsp;Each of us girls, a musical powder box. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mine still plays The Anniversary Waltz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Most of us have poignant memories related to important holidays or anniversaries. &amp;nbsp;Our lives are shaped, in large part, by our memories. &amp;nbsp;I am reporting some of mine because memories, while they do shape us, need not control us. &amp;nbsp;We are Becoming, and in that reshaping we decide what we do with our memories. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Breathing into a memory and bringing all the emotions to the surface, thus releasing the energy of it, is a healthy exercise. &amp;nbsp;Unexpressed emotion controls us. &amp;nbsp;Will we live in the suppressed energy or move out of karmic controls and into the present, with breath? &amp;nbsp;Joy can grow out of that breath. &amp;nbsp;Knowing my father now brings new emotion; he is very real and the joy of knowing him now is greater than the grief that once controlled me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Joy to each of you and gratitude for our shared consciousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Phyllis, Still Becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6030380135631303900?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6030380135631303900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6030380135631303900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6030380135631303900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6030380135631303900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/12/shape-of-christmas.html' title='The Shape of Christmas'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1021764530876933638</id><published>2011-12-23T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T05:12:55.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Karmic-Free Lens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Christmas Greetings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, it's been a while since I last posted here. &amp;nbsp;Seems odd to be posting at last just when my days are most full of holiday activities. &amp;nbsp;I do hope your days are full of joy and peace. &amp;nbsp;Mine are, and I am grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Reflecting uneasily on some events in my day yesterday, I said, "How do I change this?" &amp;nbsp;And the response was, "There is no karma."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And I realized how deeply I have believed in cause and effect. &amp;nbsp;This follows that, as night follows day. &amp;nbsp;I have believed this, and even while I've explored the alternatives, I've not really questioned my conditioned reactions to the state of the karmic condition. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Some years ago while meditating with our Synergy group, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;found myself standing at the edge of Creation. &amp;nbsp;The expanse in front of me was without form or movement. &amp;nbsp;This was completely disorienting, so I tried to turn to look behind me and&lt;i&gt; could not. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;There was no "behind me." &amp;nbsp;There was no history, &lt;i&gt;no reference point. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;The message I heard was, "When the human experience is complete, there will be a new beginning. No energy is lost." &amp;nbsp; This experience was repeated some time later in private meditation. &amp;nbsp;This time I was not so undone, as I realized where I was. &amp;nbsp;And this time as I looked out at the expanse in front of me, there was movement; the beginning of something as yet unnamed,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;but&lt;i&gt; something.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Last night's message reminded me of this experience. &amp;nbsp;We had resolved all of our karma. &amp;nbsp;All cycles had reached completion. &amp;nbsp;Last night Wisdom showed me only what is in front of me. &amp;nbsp;Karma was the past, and only the moment had any meaning. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I could feel the expanse in front of me, and only it had meaning even though it had no form.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This past week Archangel Michael reminded me that on this Winter Solstice we entered the final 6-month period of the three-year cycle that began with Summer Solstice in 2009. &amp;nbsp;At that time he told me we had shifted into New Earth, but we were not yet conditioned to its new energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He said we had three years to try on the energy and realize its unique opportunities. &amp;nbsp;He called it a "three-year leap of faith." &amp;nbsp;We have entered the last 6 months of that cycle. &amp;nbsp;What is beyond that still has no form as far as I can see. &amp;nbsp;Its expansive possibilities and challenges feel like a full gallop. If we thought the quality of time had changed recently, for this next chapter we'd better take some deep breaths and hold on. &amp;nbsp;Better yet, raise our arms above our heads, like an adventurous passenger on the biggest roller coaster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I can't imagine a more exciting - and challenging - time to be human. &amp;nbsp;Earth has evolved, and we with it, to the point when we can become anything. &amp;nbsp;Yes, it's always been true to a point, but &lt;i&gt;the energy of The All That Is is now so vividly available that there are virtually no limits.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Releasing karma is key to new creations. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Breath is our natural tool for releasing references to the past. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Wherever our attention is, we are creating. &amp;nbsp;Our reactions, our references to what was, hold our creational energy in the past and produces more of the same. &amp;nbsp;We must breathe and refocus if we expect to produce what we prefer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;To focus on the moment, to hold a steady view through a karmic-free lens, we must breathe. &amp;nbsp;We not only fulfill our own dreams and intentions, we expand Consciousness and provide a clear creational pallet for the planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I am breathing and practicing the release of all references.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I love the feeling of freedom, the ease of my body, the peace in my System as I focus through this karma-free lens. &amp;nbsp;And I feel more focused having processed here with all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Karmic-free Blessings to all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Phyllis, Still Becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1021764530876933638?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1021764530876933638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1021764530876933638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1021764530876933638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1021764530876933638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/12/karmic-free-lens.html' title='The Karmic-Free Lens'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1833887116880542571</id><published>2011-11-19T17:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:32:55.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personal String Theory</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I felt a shift within, as if there were a physical floor shift changing positions on the floor of my old Gremlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight when I was quiet and asking for insight about it, I was reminded how compelling the differences in time have been most recently. &amp;nbsp;No, not the, "My how time flies," experience. &amp;nbsp;These days the impressions around time are palpable. &amp;nbsp;So I asked, and this is what I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think about a string held between the fingers of both hands. &amp;nbsp;The string represents time. When it is relaxed, hanging, time seems to move more slowly. &amp;nbsp;When pulled taut, the appearance is that time is accelerated. &amp;nbsp;The tension of the energy, here represented by the string, produces the sensation we associate with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days the string is taut. Our evolutionary cycle brings us to this state of exploring time as a human invention to measure the space between sunrise and sunset, for example. &amp;nbsp;We have been comforted - and controlled - by linear measurement and thinking. &amp;nbsp;Now we are experimenting with it. &amp;nbsp;What do we choose it to be? &amp;nbsp;In what reality do we choose to live? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole symbol of the string piques my curiosity about "string theory." &amp;nbsp;Not that I have a clue what that means, but perhaps reading about it I might absorb some of it by osmosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shift also has to do with how much is contained in any timeframe. &amp;nbsp;How much do we believe is possible? &amp;nbsp;The possibilities are literally infinite. &amp;nbsp;The real question is, how much can we handle? &amp;nbsp;We may dream hugely, but our belief system monitors what we are able to manage. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes we feel swamped by it and learn a lot about abundance and whether the flow serves us well. At other times the flow is generous but not overwhelming and we thrive. &amp;nbsp;And we all know the feeling of lack. &amp;nbsp;It is only as real as we believe it to be. &amp;nbsp;Now is a perfect time to breathe and practice stretching our levels of acceptance. &amp;nbsp;"Time" is on our side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, breathing,&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1833887116880542571?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1833887116880542571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1833887116880542571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of great change, we all need our anchors. &amp;nbsp;I know some of mine, and I wonder how you would answer if we could sit down to chat. &amp;nbsp;My family and friends anchor me in love and in challenges that bring me into the reality we must all face. &amp;nbsp;I soar into other dimensions with my clients, who then anchor me with a hug. &amp;nbsp;My home anchors me. &amp;nbsp;Meditation may seem to be a journey outside of self, but it does anchor me. &amp;nbsp;My church is an anchor, challenging me to personal growth and providing a grounding in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full and my system at peace, with such gratitude for the loving, creative, generous and enthusiastic people of Lake Superior Interfaith Community Church. &amp;nbsp;As Ann, our board president said when we came down from the sanctuary Sunday afternoon, finding her standing on a chair applying plastic to the windows (!), "The church is glowing!" &amp;nbsp;And truly is was/is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little church has survived so much, creatively and with determination affirming that it has such value, no matter what the challenge, no matter what change is necessary to raise its Consciousness. &amp;nbsp;Its sacred nature exceeds any perceived limitation and soars to another level. &amp;nbsp;I embrace this church, created on a foundation of love, affirming and celebrating that, after 25 years of trips to Duluth to offer messages a few Sundays each year and, in turn, to be served by this church, I am at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, with new members finding themselves happy to be among us, I thought, how perfect that they arrive as the vibration so vividly radiates this loving intention and says, "Yes, here we are and welcome!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not all choose a church to provide us a community of faith, and I'm the first to say it surely is a personal choice. &amp;nbsp;In fact, had it not been for my church inviting me to speak all those years ago, I don't know that I would have a church. &amp;nbsp;My mother and daughter-in-love have chosen the White Bear Unitarian Universalist Church, and I attend there with them most Sundays. &amp;nbsp;That church is an anchor in social justice and a UU church not afraid to explore God, with fabulous music and a minister so inspiring she defies description. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit anchors me and gives me wings. &amp;nbsp;A church we prefer may not always be available when we need an anchor. &amp;nbsp;Nurturing ourselves in faith, unique to each of us, we thrive, we find our anchor and our wings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never alone, we are never alone, and with a breath - or several - move from any trouble, any wrinkle in my world to a place where I am solid and clear. &amp;nbsp;I love the music in a church, the people, the creative approach of a community to reach out, to touch one another and the world outside of its walls. &amp;nbsp;I am blessed by it, but it is not religion that compels me. &amp;nbsp;After years of struggle to find who I am with God, I am grateful to have found the path within and without. &amp;nbsp;I celebrate with each of you the path you choose. &amp;nbsp;How exciting that we choose differently and help to anchor one another in our discoveries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming still, with Breath,&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7387709797565837628?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7387709797565837628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7387709797565837628' 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type='text'>A Brief Message</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have little time this morning because I'm off to Duluth for two days with my church family and I am grateful - and brief. &amp;nbsp;I do want to comment on yesterday. &amp;nbsp;Although 11-11-11 was chaotic for many, we survived, didn't we! &amp;nbsp;If anyone was hoping for an extra serving of "luck." yesterday, I surely hope you got it. &amp;nbsp;The day and night were full of&amp;nbsp;symbolism and dreams for me and the moon was wonderful. &amp;nbsp;It is a powerful time of shifting, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is a time of turning toward the gift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Wisdom says. &amp;nbsp;We are in a pivotal moment, taking a step to the right, seeing our possibilities through a new lens, accessing The All That Is more vividly. &amp;nbsp;As we breathe we let go of more logic to defer, surrender to, what is in store for us, what has always been there. &amp;nbsp;As our personality came into being, Creation included all the creative energy we would ever need, storing it for us until such time as we believed enough to accept each creation into our lives. &amp;nbsp;And even as we change our lives and dream bigger, the alchemy of our System brings it into being. &amp;nbsp;So we might say that everything is there as if in an infinite storehouse, just waiting for us to allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement of this time on planet Earth is palpable. &amp;nbsp;I hope you can breathe and feel it, breathe and create a space to accept what is already yours. &amp;nbsp;Anything we can feel, dream and accept we can bring into being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yourselves a fabulous weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing with you in new creations,&lt;br /&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4750049550360906719?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4750049550360906719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4750049550360906719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4750049550360906719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4750049550360906719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/11/brief-message.html' title='A Brief Message'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6273414782818846925</id><published>2011-11-07T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T04:47:33.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections on a Symbol</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we open to this symbolic (at least) week of the 11s, I'm thinking about the movement, the &amp;nbsp;insights, the guidance this date is generating. &amp;nbsp;And I wonder if we need anymore of the same. &amp;nbsp;It's a rich opportunity to add to the wisdom, and if there is anything Archangel Michael has to say about it, I'm open and willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is also a time for me to be authentic about what I believe about the date and whether it has significance to me. &amp;nbsp;My first reaction to the date is to say that, according to numerology, which fascinates me, the "real" numbers for this Friday in November, 2011, are "11-11- 4." &amp;nbsp;We are in a "4" year, which we get by adding the 2 to the 11. &amp;nbsp;I know this sounds like sour grapes, like I am sticking a pin in a global belief balloon. &amp;nbsp;The truth is, I believe more in numerology than in a selective, collective belief. &amp;nbsp;How can we simply ignore one element in a group of numbers? &amp;nbsp;It would be the same as doing numerology on my name and leaving out one number because it doesn't produce the image of myself that I prefer. &amp;nbsp;What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that what we believe we create. &amp;nbsp;So the collective belief, fueled by agreement in global consciousness, can produce a result. &amp;nbsp;The belief is the cause, and we will observe the effect on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;It's the concept of self-fulfilling prophecies on a global level. &amp;nbsp;Or not. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The human part of us, Michael now says, likes associating with symbols to comfort us in times of great change.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Thank you, Michael. &amp;nbsp;I hadn't thought of that, but it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling quirky this week. &amp;nbsp;The planet is acting quirkily as well. &amp;nbsp;Two earthquakes in Oklahoma City in the past two days are indications that pressure is being released in some unusual patterns. &amp;nbsp;The Mother will do what she must to achieve our rebirthing. &amp;nbsp;I hear our friend, Barbara, shouting, "YES," considered by some the most dangerous (effective) prayer. &amp;nbsp;Barbara has been around a lot lately, and I am grateful. &amp;nbsp;We miss her physical presence but cannot be sad when she makes herself so vividly available to support us on this amazing journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's enough rambling on this subject. &amp;nbsp;Breathing into change is the key. &amp;nbsp;I strongly recommend it as a stress release and as a contribution to assist Earth in her change. &amp;nbsp;I am going to&lt;br /&gt;do an extra level of breathing and releasing around the collective belief focused on this symbolic date.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy to "see you there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily, Quirkily,&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6273414782818846925?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6273414782818846925/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2287564404582665042</id><published>2011-11-04T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T07:57:02.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Symptoms and Systems</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thanks to each of you who has expressed concern about me or commented on missing new blog entries. &amp;nbsp;Your attention to this blog is gratifying. &amp;nbsp;I grow and become simply writing it, but truth be told, no one creates a blog without some desire to reach an audience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer was a journey in self-discovery. &amp;nbsp;It was a summer of moving Mom to an assisted living community, and it was a season of personal inquiry. &amp;nbsp;I managed to injure my hip, begin a treatment program with a chiropractor and have two heart events that have produced a most amazing meeting with a cardiologist who, after testing and review, defers to my intuition as to whether I take medications!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My symptoms are personal and unique to me. &amp;nbsp;Symptoms of friends and clients are&amp;nbsp;just as unique to them, but I am seeing some common elements, and Wisdom has offered some common insights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this period of massive change on Earth, we are also changing. &amp;nbsp;Our physical systems are reflecting this change as stress on joints and organs. &amp;nbsp;Moving forward in times of change is no small feat. Each person has his/her own vulnerabilities, inborn and now more subject to stress, so we want to be cautious about making sweeping generalizations. &amp;nbsp;At the same time, as we see symptoms crop up and Wisdom offers similar remedies, I take note and reflect on our options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balance is always our objective. &amp;nbsp;Nutrition is always best ingested in foods, where possible. &amp;nbsp;Wisdom has been offering counsel to increase zinc, for instance, preferably with medical advice if taking supplements. &amp;nbsp;I never take a supplement without researching its potency, side effects and guidance about natural sources. &amp;nbsp;Wisdom also encourages increasing intake of root vegetables and foods rich in amino acids for supportive nutrition. &amp;nbsp;We're human, so we tend to develop patterns of eating that don't match our changing needs. &amp;nbsp;It pays for us now to look at what we've taken for granted and ask our own insights about what the body is asking for and how we might more intuitively feed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may also need the intervention of doctors or therapists, traditional or alternative partners to answer some questions and open us to our options. &amp;nbsp;We may even (Oh, my!) need treatment. &amp;nbsp;I am stubborn,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not stupid. &amp;nbsp;Some of the insights I've needed have come because I finally gave in and asked for help. &amp;nbsp;My own Wisdom was dislodged by intervention. &amp;nbsp;And my own Wisdom has a better chance to work through me as I breathe and allow it to work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in charge of our lives. &amp;nbsp;Some folks who are consciously engaged in supporting Earth changes are having more pronounced symptoms. &amp;nbsp;But Earth is not in charge of us. &amp;nbsp;Earth is not a greater entity than any one of us. &amp;nbsp;We choose. &amp;nbsp;Creation invests in us the power to choose and to create beyond what is perceived in our humanity. &amp;nbsp;We, each of us, is Source to our own Universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are conditioned to believe we are one small part of something too great to understand. &amp;nbsp;On the contrary, we contain The All That Is, God, Christ Consciousness, Great Spirit, whatever it is that you call a higher power. &amp;nbsp;Containing it, we assert it. &amp;nbsp;Or not. &amp;nbsp;But we have the choice to take the leap now.&lt;br /&gt;Reacting to external systems our bodies struggle in conflict with what it knows to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Humanity is on the threshold of taking its greatest evolutionary leap; to know itself not as part of, and subject to, greater systems, but to know itself to BE System.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our physical bodies provide symptoms these days to prompt us to reconcile this conundrum, both in our Consciousness and in our physical bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful to have partners like you to share this journey,&lt;br /&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2287564404582665042?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2287564404582665042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2287564404582665042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2287564404582665042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2287564404582665042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/11/symptoms.html' title='Symptoms and Systems'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-410712696141858894</id><published>2011-10-31T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T08:02:45.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change with Intention</title><content type='html'>Here again and Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Change is a physical cycle so natural that we don't notice most of it. &amp;nbsp;What we do notice, in Earth's latest changes, are obvious because they cause us to question how safe we are. &amp;nbsp;Because change is inevitable and it can make us feel uneasy, Wisdom offers us some advice which I have shared with my church and some clients and it seems appropriate here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To adapt to change, intentionally incorporate change in daily life. &amp;nbsp;The more we practice change, the more at ease we are with the condition. &amp;nbsp;The advice is to thoughtfully change some one thing each day or as often as possible. &amp;nbsp;It can be anything. &amp;nbsp;The example was to change the way you towel off after your shower or change the place you eat. &amp;nbsp;Small changes intentionally done each day help us to adapt more easily to change within and around us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The quotation from Gandhi, "Be the change you want to see in the world," is a different twist on this guidance. &amp;nbsp;That sounds intimidating, but when it's in the context of simple changes to adapt with greater ease it feels doable and accomplishes so much. &amp;nbsp;We might say, "I change simple things to adapt to change in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In yesterday's posting I reflected on my journey toward authentic self. &amp;nbsp;I've noticed that my awareness of this more deliberate journey came because of the frequent changes that I've incorporated into my days. &amp;nbsp;Some changes have become better habits like eating more fruit. &amp;nbsp;Some of them are only an exercise to observe change as a thoughtful condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath achieves change. &amp;nbsp;This week I had a medical test in which the technician said that the contrast agent would quickly dissipate from the lungs with each breath. &amp;nbsp;And I thought, so do we release old energy from the body and achieve change with each breath. &amp;nbsp;Change is inevitable. &amp;nbsp;Intentional change expedites the cycle and I know that when each one of us changes on purpose we ease the stress on Earth. &amp;nbsp;What we do for ourselves has global implications. &amp;nbsp;What a good thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Phyllis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-410712696141858894?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/410712696141858894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=410712696141858894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/410712696141858894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/410712696141858894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/10/change-with-intention.html' title='Change with Intention'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7741854159766229751</id><published>2011-10-30T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:55:04.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BURNING BRIDGES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Greetings on All Hallows Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Burning bridges is not fun. &amp;nbsp;Once begun, though, it has a momentum of its own. &amp;nbsp;In other words, intention is powerful and because Creation begins with each of us, our world is shaped by that intention. &amp;nbsp;I am burning bridges and gathering my wits about me to replace old patterns with what I prefer, what serves me better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Other people are involved when we burn bridges. &amp;nbsp;As I release old identities I either change my pattern with others or I release them to other experience that also serves them better. &amp;nbsp;And people all around me have been providing exactly that stimuli I've needed to identify my more authentic self. &amp;nbsp;I write that as if it were easy. Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've written before about how the karmic pattern of predictions serves no one. &amp;nbsp;My ego-centered self held on for a long time to the comfort of at least the suggestion of psychic insights - even while I voiced my aversion to doing it. &amp;nbsp;These days, burning those bridges of traditional psychic practice with clients is a focus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We are all intuitive. &amp;nbsp;Being comfortable in that natural state is how we become all we can be, so I am not suggesting we discard this quality. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At the same time, &lt;i&gt;seeking &lt;/i&gt;projections diverts our attention to the future, when all the time Wisdom tells us this moment is our assignment. &amp;nbsp;Here and now, this is where we learn ourselves. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The past is complete. &amp;nbsp;Regressions may be a curious journey to take, but here and now in the emotional, mental and physical reality is where we are learning ourselves. &amp;nbsp;The future, also a curiosity, sidetracks us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When we access a probability we are excited by it; we move into mental and emotional, even physical reaction. &amp;nbsp;I call it a psychic bandaid. &amp;nbsp;Feels good for a while, but finally we must return to the moment, to the original wound, where we are intended to learn. &amp;nbsp;The bandaid falls off and we have to face what we avoided. &amp;nbsp;Even worse, the wound or pattern is repeated. &amp;nbsp;Another element is that any prediction triggers the brain, then emotions. &amp;nbsp;Wisdom is not available on that merry-go-round. &amp;nbsp;The only information that serves us comes from Wisdom, and that comes through breath. The insight that comes &lt;i&gt;through&lt;/i&gt; us, in our own sensory experience, is what further inspires and motivates us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Surrender is essential to achieving that moment, the peace, the internal calm that allows us our personal Wisdom. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Surrender is achieved with breath. &amp;nbsp;With breath we move out of logic and into Mind. &amp;nbsp;In Mind, The All That Is, all Wisdom is available and able to reach us as we breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Several people I love have asked recently to access answers to the issues that are scaring them right now. &amp;nbsp;Our natural reaction is to wish we knew the future. &amp;nbsp;Offering counsel to breathe and know the moment is a disappointment for those asking. &amp;nbsp;At the same time each of them is providing me the perfect exercise to further define what serves me best. &amp;nbsp;I am so grateful. &amp;nbsp;Owning this script is not simple, but I am closer to my authentic self &amp;nbsp;as a result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Recalling the Essential Self is our goal. &amp;nbsp;Of course this is not the conscious goal of some, but since you are reading this blog, you are probably one of those whose intention is to follow this bumpy road to all Wisdom. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps you are burning bridges, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Deep emotional levels are coming to the surface. &amp;nbsp;A combination of changing health patterns, expanding and contracting relationships, defining new standards for myself - all are coalescing to prompt this entry. &amp;nbsp;I wish each of you the Peace that surpasses human understanding and accept it for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Still Becoming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Phyllis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7741854159766229751?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7741854159766229751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7741854159766229751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7741854159766229751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7741854159766229751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/10/burning-bridges.html' title='BURNING BRIDGES'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-5963352213951457083</id><published>2011-07-03T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:15:42.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Independence Day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am reminded that our grandmother did not call this holiday "The 4th of July," she called it Independence Day, as it was originally named.  That title seems more appropriate to our current Earth as a whole, not a holiday limited to The United States of America.  I love our country, but more than that, I love our Earth as a whole and this seems a fine time to celebrate our planet and ourselves as a brave people, learning independence as an entirely unique experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of Summer Solstice, celebrated a week ago, our Third Earth Age is two years old.  As we enter into this third year of a three-year cycle, "a three year leap of faith, trying on for size our full access to The All That Is," we are actually feeling and seeing the effects of this astonishing time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I tried to go back to sleep at 2:00 a.m., I felt a shift and saw/felt the physical difference between a thought and the leap to fulfilled event .  This is a bit difficult to explain, but I'll try. The thought was the usual human thought about something I still have to do with the condo my siblings and I will sell now that our mother is happily moved to an assisted living community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought had barely come to mind when I felt the shift into Mind where the thing was done. It's important to say that I did not consciously try to shift into a better frame of mind, breathing into an effortless outcome (which I often do to relieve stress).  One moment I was in thought, the next I was in completion.  This shift came so naturally I took a moment to realize that the shift was/is a natural event. I had entered into the dimension where it was fulfilled, complete.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;We now have this access to the resolution of any thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And because we do, because it is the new reality, breathing into it, allowing it, this new state of being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;becomes us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our guidance in the past two years could not have prepared me for this shift.  We are so conditioned to having to try to achieve a thing.  Wisdom has advised us that anything and everything is already "in store for you."  Time is no thing.  It is an illusion.  Whatever we think to do, everything that will fulfill our lives, already exists in No Time.  We are now in that phase of human evolution where we have only to think it to access it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becoming a person who shifts from thought to fulfilled outcome with no effort is something I know I will continue to realize until I am living joyfully without effort. This is our common journey, now, not in some idealized future.  Now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"To live a life of ease," Wisdom told us was our goal.  Now I can actually feel what that means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next time, Breathing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  Two things to clarify:  First, the shift from thought to completed event was inter-dimensional, from one location to another.  I interpret this as moving into The All That Is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second:  I've returned to the condo to pick up some of Mom's things, and the sense of what I have yet to do has changed.   I do not dread it as I did before the shift. I feel free of the burden of it.  I am observing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-5963352213951457083?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5963352213951457083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=5963352213951457083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5963352213951457083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5963352213951457083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/07/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2669595076147277817</id><published>2011-07-01T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T04:03:32.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a New Day!</title><content type='html'>Greetings with Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this perfect day of both New Moon and Solar Eclipse, I'm up early.  Actually woke up just in time to greet the eclipse and felt moved to post here for the first time in weeks.  So, welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Archangel Michael has a report for us:  "Turn your eyes away from the disarray that might distract you.  Yes, there is much in chaotic transition.  All of it will come to fruition in a manner no one expects.  So it is not possible now to plan for a future in your traditional mode.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Your future is assured.  Make no mistake.  Those who see the transitional conditions and leap to conclusions that Earth will not survive must live with those realities.  You need not.  All is going as planned.  Earth is managing her healing.  Wounds will be healed.  People will reach out to one another.  Catastrophic events themselves will prove to be the means by which Earth's plan is effected.  You will see much of this even in your lifetimes, though all change will take some time to reveal itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Help is all around you.   It always has been.  It always will be.  But you do need to ask for it. Give permission for help to reach you.  Ask, then open to receive.  Breathe.  Breathe again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every human being has an equal opportunity to receive the support always available.  If not all accept it, that is also a perfect choice - for them.  Be the change agent in your household, your community, your country, and for the world.  Be the change agent, allowing yourself to evolve with the Earth in this extraordinary time of personal and planetary transition.   Breathe and breathe again.  Breath moves energy beyond your own space.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate your perfection!  We do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You are the change. And so it is done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My thanks to each of you, breathing with you, and thanks to each of those in other vibrations who love and support us.  We are perfect.  I am so grateful to be taking the ride with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phyllis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2669595076147277817?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2669595076147277817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2669595076147277817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2669595076147277817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2669595076147277817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-new-day.html' title='It&apos;s a New Day!'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1620543858345050064</id><published>2011-05-21T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:09:47.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection</title><content type='html'>Greetings on this perfect Saturday Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observing lately how it is that we so often devalue ourselves, I was struck with the beauty of my granddaughter Thursday evening at her very first full band concert.  She is in 5th grade and in her first year at a charter school, grades 5 - 12,  with a huge participation in the band program.  She plays flute, first year, and she is very good.  I brought her a rose, and when I congratulated her, she said, "I did great!"  Even now tears come to my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding this tiny being in her first years, I would repeat, looking into her eyes, "Hello Andrea. You are strong, you are smart, you are beautiful."  Her parents did, too.  She believed it.  She knows it.  And I pray it means she will never undervalue her perfect self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of us are raised with a different perception, most parents coming from a place of fear and self-consciousness and not so able to tap into pure energy.  Every child with stable self-esteem has come from someone who was able to do that for them; to say to them, "I see who you are and I know you.  You are perfect exactly as you are."  I was not equipped to do this for my children.  But these days I tell them in other ways and speak to them in Spirit as well to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I trust your plan with God is perfect, and I will keep breathing with you to let go of any other perception."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God knows each of us in our perfection.  We are created exactly to specifications that God deemed essential to the Whole.  And I am not talking about a pontificating grandfather/God sitting on some throne far and away.  Consciousness is God, we are God.  God exists as a Source we can only imagine, but not understand.  Not completely, not now.  But I believe that God is the constant that maintains the balance of the Cosmos.  The Grand Design creates us from energy/light.  Every cell in our bodies remembers this Source,  The All That Is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been carrying a lot of body weight for years now.  I've explored all the reasons why.  I know all the means to reduce my weight in traditional terms.   I understand nutrition and exercise.  And while I will choose some of these, I seem to be emerging from this reality into a new state of being.  It is my intention, and I've been asking for help in remembering the person that I am in a fit and healthy body. One day I heard, "I am Light." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am recalling how to maintain balance, and this phrase, repeated to myself,  helps me to feel into the ways in which I have devalued myself and to remember, gradually, gently, how to act in this dimension with respect for myself.  I am also accepting that the way that I am and have been is also perfect.  Creation lives in me, perfectly, exactly as I was, as I am, and as I will be.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Light.  You are Light.  And because we are all Light together, on this day, May 21st, when fear grips some of us, holding this truth that we are Light sustains us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Light, Breathing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phyllis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1620543858345050064?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1620543858345050064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1620543858345050064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1620543858345050064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1620543858345050064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/05/perfection.html' title='Perfection'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-3601744991511077634</id><published>2011-05-09T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T06:26:21.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Your Vocation?</title><content type='html'>In Gratitude, Good Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it just when we least expect it that Wisdom speaks to us, and we are changed?  Yesterday was such a time for me, and Victoria's message may inspire you as it did me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have mentioned White Bear Unitarian Universalist Church, led by Reverend Victoria Safford. Every Sunday we can, Mom and I drive to this lovely church where we often meet my daughter-in-love, Carin, and my perfect grandchildren for the service and brunch afterward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victoria posed a question in yesterday's service that then produced a conversation between Carin and myself that doubled the message for me.  Victoria asked, "What is your vocation?" Not, what is it you do for a living, not how do you make money or spend your time.  From the root of the word, "vocation," what is your true voice?  How is it that you express true Self?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having read this blog, you know a lot about what I do.  From waking to "channel" in 1983, through study and revelation, from ordination and counseling lots of folks,  tripping and getting back up, I've considered this journey an expression of faith, my calling.  So I thought I knew my vocation.  Then I heard in my heart yesterday that this was not the core.  As I listened to Victoria, I breathed and closed my eyes and heard Wisdom, my innermost voice, speak:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Your vocation is to know God and to support others as they come to know God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it was true.  This is who I Am.  The simplicity struck me and I knew this was the insight that had been eluding me for weeks, perhaps months, no, all of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victoria's message included a discussion of what jobs we do to maintain our lives - work that is not our vocation.  Our maintenance life feels heavy, demanding, but a necessity to support life. Out in atrium Carin and I talked about the message.  I did not express my new insight.  It was too soon and too new to me to speak aloud what I was feeling.  Instead we talked about maintenance, essential activities, for Carin, of raising children, keeping a house, tending to marriage.  And for me, managing a client schedule, running errands for Mom, shifting as our relationship changes, reacting to situations in the world that sometimes just feel wrong.  Life feels big and we've learned to react to our lives and our responsibilities.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems to me that our goal, surely my goal,  is to breathe and consider every maintenance task a meditation.  Digging a ditch, washing a dish, walking a dog, each a meditation.  Inspiration sometime comes during programmed meditation, but it most often comes when we least expect it.  It comes in moments with a child, while driving my mother to the doctor, during a television show, in the shower.  True voice speaks while we are otherwise occupied - if we intend and allow it.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;With such intention we become constant meditators instead of reactors to our task-filled lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My intention has changed.  I speak to the population I now choose to serve.  As guided years ago, I breathe and speak aloud my intention so the Consciousness is invested with my new vision.  I attract and engage with those who are seeking God, whatever it is that they might call "God," and so I learn God better and speak my true voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I express my true voice not marching with it, searching, seeking, pontificating.  It comes with my breath, with ease.  And so it comes not only with clients, but on the street, at the co-op, with people I love and with folks who surely challenge me.  Not in words, but in the energy, through the Consciousness from which I come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For each of us, the revelation of true voice comes perfectly timed to the whole of our lives. Do I wish I had the simplicity of this back when I was struggling, before my ordination, at any time when clients challenged me or a message for my church seemed stuck in my throat?  No.  Well, I may have wished it, but the struggle, too, was essential.   As Wisdom said:  "You cannot be rescued from your struggle if what you are learning from it is necessary for your growth."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each moment is a moment in becoming.  To accept ourselves, "as we are, where we are, when we are," is our journey.  True voice, our inspired vocation, is within us and reveals exactly as we are prepared to live it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, with Breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phyllis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-3601744991511077634?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3601744991511077634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=3601744991511077634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3601744991511077634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3601744991511077634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-your-vocation.html' title='What is Your Vocation?'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-9053307597243542062</id><published>2011-05-07T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T05:47:09.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fine Old Tree</title><content type='html'>Happy Spring Morning to you!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has  been such a week of tears.  Beginning with the reflections in my last post and yesterday the loss of a fine, stately tree from my neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm struck by its loss and realize how inextricably be are woven together with all of Earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've lived in this building now for nearly 23 years, in three different apartments, but all of them facing our neighborhood at the rear of the building, and the tree has always been some part of my view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not  schooled in tree identification, so I am not sure what species this lovely, old tree was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On one hand, I am hoping it was not destroyed to satisfy someone's capricious action.  On the other hand, I dread the loss of more trees if it was infested with one of the diseases we've heard about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems to me that its huge, green canopy was always the size it was when I woke yesterday morning, so it had probably reached its maturity many years ago.  It spread its generous limbs over the fence that separates our parking lot from neighborhood houses.  And, although I had never thought of it, it always filtered the light that floods my apartment.  And now it doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my world has changed in a way that seems only important to me, but the loss of a tree is symbolic of larger Earth changes.  Reflecting, we can appreciate how much we count on the steadiness, the comfort of what we know best.  So, while grieving the loss of homes, crops, businesses; while we say goodbye to loved ones and try to find a way to go on without them, it is sometimes the single tree or another personal shift that brings our New Earth into focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The loss of this old friend is a reason to breathe and to offer gratitude for his/her life and all the gifts it provided us.  The loss also reminds me of the abundant helicopter seeds it spread abundantly every spring, creating a clean-up project for our maintenance folks.  Now it seems a small price to pay for all its benefits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light in my world is changed forever.  And I think about all those areas in our own country and so many other countries where acre after acre and mile after mile of destruction has changed the light and the quality of life for thousands of people.  My loss is small in comparison.  But any change that affects our personal world calls for grieving to honor the value of what was.  The grieving moves us forward, breathing into the next change and supporting Earth in her shedding and growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honoring, grieving, moving forward, we observe all the unique ways we are Becoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-9053307597243542062?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/9053307597243542062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=9053307597243542062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/9053307597243542062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/9053307597243542062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/05/fine-old-tree.html' title='A Fine Old Tree'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4609090284642187827</id><published>2011-05-02T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T07:03:26.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Human Being is Dead</title><content type='html'>Peace to All of You,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This gray day in Minnesota, is a gray day all across the globe, and I feel compelled to sign on for the first time in weeks to acknowledge it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could not have known as we woke yesterday morning, the first day of May, 2011, that by the end of the day a world figure would have been assassinated.  We could not have known as we sat in church, holding one another in the Sacred, that by the end of the day people all over the globe would be celebrating the death of an infamous figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I do not celebrate.  Today I am sorrowful for the nature of human; that we still hold such hate for another person that we would celebrate that person's death.  Worse, that we would celebrate the murder of any one other human being.  Today I feel less human because I am part of a culture that can hold this event as a victory without acknowledging the Spirit of this now dead being.  I see only the exacerbated contrasts in our human nature.  And I pray for balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of my Consciousness feels I should apologize to you for bringing this negative energy by my words.  Another, greater part, says these words must be expressed if ever we are to raise the Consciousness.   How long are we to continue in the tradition of "an eye for an eye?"  I pray we can be done with this.  Let us honor the Spirit of any person and, seeking justice, find new and inspired ways to bring our humanity into balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; bin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ladin&lt;/span&gt; in the Sacred.  I do not understand him, nor his terrible actions.  I acknowledge that his  assignment, like that of Hitler and similar human villains, springs from a script none of us can understand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years ago when the bombs began dropping in the first stages of Desert Storm, I heard from Spirit that my assignment was to hold in the Sacred every human being on both sides of the conflict.  From the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayatollah&lt;/span&gt; to President Bush, from our soldiers to the Muslim citizens who would die, I was to see them all as a part of an event so mysterious we could not fathom it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I stopped screaming and breathed and encouraged others to do the same;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;to stop reacting and judging and simply to breathe into the mystery of The Sacred.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all sacred expressions of the Creator.  Each of us with an assignment.  Each of us still judging and being judged.   I am crying for all of us today in my own human reaction - and breathing.  Always breathing for our possibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4609090284642187827?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4609090284642187827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4609090284642187827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4609090284642187827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4609090284642187827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/05/human-being-is-dead.html' title='A Human Being is Dead'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4231263777103858325</id><published>2011-04-07T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T05:22:35.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With limited time this morning, I offer this observation:  Over the years I have learned to be grateful for so many things and to build gratitude into my days, observing the things I used to take for granted and embracing them in heartfelt admiration.  This week gratitude is even bigger than usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing obvious has changed, but gratitude is in the air.  I love simple things and this of grand proportions.  I love my morning coffee.  I love that my patio doors are stripped of winter plastic to allow in the changing light of Spring (and grateful I had the plastic as we endured our long winter).  The sun flowing into my apartment this morning fills me with gratitude for its warmth and the 60 degree temperatures it promises for the coming week.  Fellow residents are expressing gratitude as I meet them in the elevator, in the halls, for the lovely promises of Spring.  People smile more.  We have survived, and after all we only had snow and cold, not earthquakes and tsunamis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the past weekend I was grateful for a group of men who are practicing their dance/stomp routines in our parking lot.  Men.  Dancing.  Their deep, resonant voices calling out their stomp lyrics, happily cheering one another on as they nail it.  They may have thought me odd, a gray-haired white woman cheering from my 4th floor deck, but we connected, and I am grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off with Mom to her doctor's appointment this morning, and this evening to Shannon's school concert.  So I have gratitude for family, for caring and for celebration of what it means to be part of a thriving collective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I offer my gratitude for all of you who care and contribute and connect.  There is joy in this sharing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing in Gratitude,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4231263777103858325?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4231263777103858325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4231263777103858325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4231263777103858325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4231263777103858325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/04/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6899313552696488447</id><published>2011-04-02T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:44:10.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Manage Our Humanity</title><content type='html'>Greetings this Sunday Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earth changes are so obvious that even those who have scoffed at "New Age" philosophies are paying attention.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Apocalyptic&lt;/span&gt; prophets are increasing on the other side of the issue, so maybe it's time to chat about it here for any of you who are wondering what is going on and what we can expect.  And time for me to take a fresh look as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to this question from a client yesterday, I reviewed what we have heard over the past 30 years regarding what Earth changes we could expect.  Archangel Michael's predictions of increasing earthquake activity and weather events are here and now and multiplying.  The "axis shift" is in process; the earthquake in Japan moved Earth's axis 6 inches.  That may not sound like a lot, but it's not the first shift, and they will continue.  We were told our technology would be challenged.  Did we consider that it might include nuclear facilities?  This has only deepened our uneasiness - and brought us closer together, dissolving "borders, boundaries and barriers to create a human community."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;We are learning "to manage our humanity."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What an amazing thought.  I suppose we have been on this mission all along, but I never really stopped to consider it in this light.  Our journey on Earth has always been intended to learn ourselves and to learn to love ourselves along the way.  And we have so much help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We contemplate what has real meaning to us when we face tragedy.  We reevaluate and focus on people instead of things.  Our values change when our foundations are shaken.  All of this and more result from increasing Earth changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We are amazingly resilient.  "Hope springs eternal," is a phrase often used to express how resilient we are.  Going within, breathing deeply and affirming our flexibility and hope carries us through change.  Creating such respite time in direct proportion to the severity of changes not only increases our hopefulness but provides for Earth as well.  We are not accidental tourists on this fine planet, we are of it, created from its substance.  We are Earth thinking itself.  We are its consciousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mother Earth is in labor.  To understand the scope of Earth's labor and birthing, we are asked to look at a human mother giving birth and multiply that impact by the size of our planet.  We can understand that as the pelvic bones of a mother shift, so do the plates of the Earth.  As a mother's water breaks, so do the tsunamis break on our shores.  As all the processes of human birth are considered in proportion to Earth's volume we can feel closer to Earth and less threatened by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We are sacred beings with a purpose, created here by our own will and determination to ride the tides of these changes, contributing as we are inspired and playing our parts as best we can. Asking for help from all of those who love us, invisible but so present, lifts us up and insures we manage our humanity with all grace possible.  I am grateful every day to know this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Breathing with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6899313552696488447?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6899313552696488447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6899313552696488447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6899313552696488447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6899313552696488447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-manage-our-humanity.html' title='To Manage Our Humanity'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2279018790325460362</id><published>2011-03-31T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T05:23:50.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vivid Life</title><content type='html'>Happy Thursday Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sensing I might have some trouble sleeping last night, I put my attention on dreaming.  And as I put my head on my pillow I wondered if I had a theme I might dream on, and Wisdom said, "Dream on your vivid life."  What a lovely thought, so I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dreams were far-ranging.  I dreamed about my need to be in the energy of living things -flowers, people - and I dreamed about losing my briefcase and all my records.  I also dreamed again about a woman who suddenly began speaking in a different language.   A lot to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our vivid life.  I wonder what that means for each of us.  Of course, I can only answer for myself, and I am contemplating what that means from this day to the next.  I already consider my life pretty vivid.   My family is an interesting group of people who stay in touch and give me so much to live for.  My friends and clients in the physical world are amazing people who lift me up, make me laugh and inspire me.  My friends in Spirit are so present and supportive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I had a physical, full-body revelation of walking, walking unencumbered with my debit card in my pocket, free of any concern for physical things.  I surely would have a way to go to make this my vivid life since I haven't been able to walk any distance since I injured myself a couple of years ago.  But I am mostly healed and new walking shoes are on my list, so who knows.  I have plenty of time to practice and spring is soon springing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My vivid life, in a picture in my head, includes people and nature; thriving in service to people in such a rhythm that I know peace, ease.  My vivid life is stimulating and simple.  I realize that it means - today and tomorrow in a practical world - breathing and affirming my intention to live my vivid life.  Consciousness will then inspire me to exactly that which serves me best and opens me to know with certainty what is my most vivid experience with others.  My vivid life is living with each breath, vital and knowing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you all knowing your most vivid life, whether you now have it or are in discovery of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happily, hopefully, heartfully,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2279018790325460362?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2279018790325460362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2279018790325460362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2279018790325460362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2279018790325460362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/vivid-life.html' title='A Vivid Life'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6606587406492155409</id><published>2011-03-29T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T03:40:14.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accountability and Dreaming</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accountability is on my mind this early morning.  To many of us it means explaining, even apologizing.  At least it means defining our motivations and outcomes; expressing ourselves to justify our lives or some part of that life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not against accountability, in fact a blog could be defined as a means to account for oneself. What comes to me this morning is how we define our actions in relationship to one another and to Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dream Team set an intention to travel to Japan Sunday night, to support the country and its people in the wake of the earthquakes and tsunami.  In one segment of my dream I was standing in debris and toxic muck.  The children had to place to play, and I partially woke in tears.  Wisdom reminded me not take this on, not to absorb it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again I was in touch with a belief I have carried that to be of service means to sympathetically involve myself in the situation.  I know better consciously, but the belief persists, so while I was offering my support to the Japanese, I was also revealing another layer of my belief.  Service to others offered me personal benefit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For many years I have known that balance in service is the ideal; that an exchange is essential or the one offering service is depleted.  Receiving benefit, then, is not selfish, it is necessary to maintain life force.  Exchange may be different for each person, but learning to identify what renews us is a skill that pays huge dividends for self and for everyone who is then served by our vitality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our "dreams" are producing results I did not expect.  In this instance, I further released an old pattern of self sacrifice.  I am better served - and serve better - when observing objectively. Wherever we feel most vulnerable we are more likely to lose our perspective and slip into sympathetic involvement.  Empathic exchange is our goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I am involved sympathetically I am really judging the situation and the people involved as if I know what is best for them better than they know themselves.  I do this unconsciously, but the effect is the same.  And if I slip into that involvement, I am assuming I know their plan and have reason to intervene.  I cannot know anyone else's Plan.  It is perfect, no matter how messy or hurtful it may appear to me.  I have no business inserting myself in the Plan of anyone or anyplace.  Loving and objective support as I am inspired honors the perfection of the Plan in place for each of us and for the evolution of the planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another wonderful benefit is appearing from The Dream Team.  People who have heard of our dream experience, but have not "signed on," have become part of our collective dream stream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consciousness takes over.  We are all linked and collaborate at levels we may never understand.  Earth benefits and each of us is richer for having, however unconsciously, become involved in support of it.  A person does not need to prove accountability to serve the planet and its people.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first vision of The Dream Team growing and expanding is happening.  The surprise is that it is evolving far out of my sphere of awareness.  Each of our 30+ members is a seed in Consciousness, and we will never know what service we do by sharing the idea of service through intentional, collective dreaming.  The intention spirals out, engages intuitively and produces more than we can know.  I take a deep breath and know this was always the Plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another note:  If we did not know it before, we are now learning that what we have called dreaming previously is so much more than a personal experience that may or may not be important.  Dreaming can be a directed, productive extension of Consciousness.  Consciousness always knows what is perfect exchange; what is in alignment with the Plan and always respectful.  Far beyond accountability, intentional dreaming proves itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing and Dreaming with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6606587406492155409?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6606587406492155409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6606587406492155409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6606587406492155409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6606587406492155409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/accountability-and-dreaming.html' title='Accountability and Dreaming'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4159991119364341838</id><published>2011-03-24T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T07:34:43.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic</title><content type='html'>Happy Day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening to this day, greeting everyone who loves me, I am expressing thanks for this perfect Thursday and for Mom, who is strongly celebrating her 91st birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also observing a new thought about magic.  Yesterday, considering life in general and some delightful events, Wisdom said, "Magic."  And I felt it as a concept I had not considered before, so as I write I am exploring what more Wisdom may have to say about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Magic of Creation is in every event, every condition, every pattern, every everything.  When I first heard this reference to Magic yesterday, being the person I am, I wondered how I would/could understand it.  Then I had to laugh at myself because the answer was so obvious: explaining anything as "Magic," IS the answer.  And it means another level of surrender without understanding.  Can I just let it be without feeling I have an obligation to understand it and to explain it to others?  I am back at square one:  Breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am released from the logical or even metaphysical trip I usually take to get inside of the thought or concept to disseminate it.  My curiosity has usually taken me on a trip that ultimately, Wisdom says, is an endless journey without a destination.  The depth and intricacy of Creation is so great that we cannot get an answer.  Creation is so far outside our ability to understand it that, finally, maybe our best option is to name it, "Magic," and certainly to surrender.  Surrendering to what we cannot understand is the key.  Another level of  surrender. Simply to be.  Breathing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I wonder how long this blog will have any meaning.  I could just log on each day and say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Breathe."  Will be interesting for me to see where I go from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4159991119364341838?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4159991119364341838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4159991119364341838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4159991119364341838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4159991119364341838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/magic.html' title='Magic'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2653935975857159441</id><published>2011-03-22T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T03:25:48.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Rain and Surrender</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's early on Tuesday and raining, with &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;thunder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;so I am up for a while and grateful to be listening to the first Spring rain on my roof while contemplating a new level of surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I wonder at the complexity of our mind/brain connection.  My last dream with The Dream Team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;was a significant journey into exploring the mind by isolating a thought.  I had realized that a thought could be projected into a space in front of me and its source, its dimensions, all of its qualities could be studied.  Together with other members of the team, we made progress and were excited at the prospect of understanding Consciousness.  I was filled with hope that I could satisfy a deep passion of this lifetime, even as I woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, with another level of surrender knocking at my door, I consider this dream a really important and interesting element in my journey to surrender this pattern of seeking comfort in accounting for things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're taught to be responsible, to identify what is needed, then to track how that need will be filled.  I think about our early ancestors.  At survival level, basic cause and effect governed human experience.  People got hungry, determined where food could be found, went out and killed it or gathered it.  This essential survival mechanism continues in our lives.  We've expanded and complicated our process of survival, but the brain makes the same link between need and satisfaction of that need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bills arrive and we look to our source of income and whether they compute.  We need something extra and plan how we will supply it.  Much of our energy is dedicated to surviving by these computations.  I've been on this journey to live in ease with my financial circumstances for some time and have achieved more ease than I would have thought possible.  Now I've realized my System is opening to a new level of surrender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this new level of our evolution, I look to our brain function to identify the cause of any  dis-ease.  Complete surrender means that I cease these genetic calculations, that I release my cause and effect brain function.  And that is my intention; to live with ease in the flow of Cosmic Consciousness that ceaselessly and inevitably provides.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other people have certainly achieved this level of surrender, so I know that pattern is out there in Consciousness to support my goal.  Taking this opportunity to consider my brain function will help, I know.  And now to surrender even this logical process, to accept it and move into Consciousness to allow it to inform my intention.  Surrender.  Again.   Simply to BE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still BE-coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2653935975857159441?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2653935975857159441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2653935975857159441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2653935975857159441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2653935975857159441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-rain-and-surrender.html' title='Spring Rain and Surrender'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-5893620853911173229</id><published>2011-03-18T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T07:54:58.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's In The Details</title><content type='html'>Grand and Glorious Day to you!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheer happiness happens when the details in any day converge to support my choices and my actions.  Isn't it wonderful to have days like this?  The farther I go the farther I get.  I can remember that my theme was, "The hurrier I go the behinder I get."  Of course, if I let myself run willy-nilly I can still feel that way, but I love living increasingly in the synchronicity of the intuitive life.  And that includes paying attention to the details - without attaching to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Details are not random.  Any thing that catches my attention is part of my daily fabric.  Any small thing, seemingly unrelated to anything else, can later reveal a pattern or become, by itself, a message that only occurs to me later.  Everything is its own distinct color in the weaving of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people come for a session and notice the fabulous amethyst geode in my office, I know Barbara is present.  It was her daughter who purchased the geodes for myself and other people who are close to Barbara.  Not everyone notices, but when someone does, I believe it is Barbara's spirit they see.  It's an opportunity to acknowledge Barbara and thank her once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandchildren are so often messengers in my life.  Life is busy when I am with them and it might be easy to overlook the gifts they bring me.  But when I breathe and notice, the light is brighter and the richness of their spirit obvious.  They reveal to me the kinds of human beings they are by the questions they ask and the details they ask me for in the stories I tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But less obvious details of life tell me so much.  Attention on anything means something. When we breathe and allow that attention to carry us forward, more is revealed and life is richer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know dreams have meaning in the details, but we may dismiss details that seem unimportant. Everything in a dream has meaning.  A wise teacher once told me that every dream has 7 layers of meaning.   In that perspective, every nuance is a part of the message.  How did it make you feel?  What was it related to?  Was it, in fact, a factor that your Consciousness used to communicate to help you work through another layer of your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life used to feel crowded and distracting.  Now it feels abundant and significant. Gifts are imbedded in every event, every experience, every phase of life.  We are richer for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am, Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-5893620853911173229?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5893620853911173229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=5893620853911173229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5893620853911173229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5893620853911173229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-in-details.html' title='It&apos;s In The Details'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6662844265980362298</id><published>2011-03-11T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T04:38:40.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup to Nuts</title><content type='html'>Happy Day Everyone!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soup.  I used to think there were rules about making soup.  My brain would direct me to each ingredient; so much of this so much of that.  I was a tentative cook.  Recipes were important, and I'd get nervous about changing anything or trying a new recipe.  I'm still not as comfortable in the kitchen as my mother and sisters are.  But soup now has no rules.  A little of this, a lot of that, and oh my I enjoy my soup more.  I have broth cooling in the fridge now, just waiting for me to throw caution to the winds and everything but the sink into my soup pot.  It smells delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life had so many edges and angles previously.  And I used so much energy getting from here to there.  I realized only recently that I was sometimes still on task for the phone or the doorbell to ring.  Managing this building was still an internal memory that kept me a bit on alert, just enough to satisfy some old pattern, but now gratefully gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I choose now to stay in my robe I can relax to my internal clock, meditating spontaneously, napping when I need it.  Yet, on a day when I am expecting no one but I am moved to meticulously make my bed, I soon find that the rhythm of my day brings me guests - voila!  And Wednesday those guests included a photographer of all things!  Doing a favor for our building manager was not a stretch because I was moved by my internal voice to take care of tasks as I see them, rather than structure my life within a schedule of shoulds.  What a relief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're perfect.  System/Wisdom/God lives in each of us.  We can hold to structures and rules and use our energy to manage meticulously the edges of our lives.  No harm, no foul.  We all get to decide.  Games do need some rules or there would be no game, but what rules do I still need and which might be released in favor of ease.   I still need a calendar and notations for a schedule that involves other people.  But I need breath more.  And not checking the rulebook instinctively as I used to means unclenching and ease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living this way may appear a little nuts.  But whose rules are more important than yours for your life and mine for mine? Breathing and allowing, not even asking, but allowing my System to lead me, proves perfect. Trusting myself has always been the goal, whether making soup or exchanging with a client, deciding what gift to buy or whether this is a good day to post to this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, today, the sky pink with the rising sun, laundry in the dryer and making a pot of soup I am content.  I'm spending the weekend with Anita and celebrating my daughter-in-love's birthday tomorrow (mmmm grandgirl hugs), then flying Sunday night with The Dream Team.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a lovely recipe.  I am grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6662844265980362298?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6662844265980362298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6662844265980362298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6662844265980362298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6662844265980362298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/soup-to-nuts.html' title='Soup to Nuts'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6037629126910633535</id><published>2011-03-10T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T04:54:07.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circles in Consciousness</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had much sleep, but one of the lovely things about semi-retirement is that I can take a meditation nap later.  And the meditation parts of those naps are some of the most important connections in Consciousness I've ever had.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two themes in my dreams are worth exploring:  Electrical connections and circles.  The dream was about people finding their perfect place in the world, a place where they vibrated naturally and that also meant finding people who were of the same electrical current.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are electrical beings.  Remembering that we are, we recall our need for water.  God told me many years ago that there were only three rules to living a good life:  "Breathe, Drink Plenty of Water, and Love Yourself."   As I seek to live these better, those rules of life have expanded to inform me about all the ways we live well, but right now "Drink Plenty of Water" is on topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know that our organs all work better with the right amount of irrigation.  Another motivator is that electricity is conducted best through water.  So as electrical beings we vibrate best, meditate best, dream best, intuit best, focus best, study best, think best,&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;learn best, &lt;i&gt;live best when we have satisfied our thirst.&lt;/i&gt;   It's a wonder I got through college, living as I was on quick gulps of water from those awful fountains.  Bottled water was not yet in vogue in the early 80's, so studying was a labor.  The university is not the place where I learned the basics of life.  Ironic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With generously irrigated systems we vibrate at the frequency that informs us when we are with the people who nurture us and in the places that support us.  In my dream, people were touching one another to feel how they were connected and talking about the "right" place in which to live.  We were in a restaurant and there was plenty of water.  And the dream included messages of transformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My week has been more amazing than usual.  Monday was a day of personal transformation. I'm aware that having expanded my Consciousness to a new (for my human self) Cosmic language, I am changed and able to shift into that place to achieve whatever will serve me best. A primary effect is realizing I can do service without taxing my physical system.  Just believing that I did not have to suffer physical symptoms while doing service work was not enough.  I carried the planet in my body and manifested symptoms accordingly.  So I asked for/gave permission to recall, a remedy to release old patterns and to live in a new vibration where I thrive.  And here it is!  I am still practicing all the ways this new vibration alters the quality of my life, and I am grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a time of transformation.  Others have reported their own expansion into new dimensions of themselves and The All That Is this week.  Transformation is best accomplished by expecting nothing and allowing everything.  Breathing, drinking water and loving/trusting self is the foundation.  There is no other formula I can offer you to find your own expansion, if you indeed want it; only the suggestion that the time is ripe for all of us, and our attention placed lightly on it - and breathing - will produce whatever is perfect for each of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing that has come up this week is Circles.  Both my church in Duluth and the U.U. church we attend here are focusing attention on Circles - now and at the same time.  I love this. Conversation circles are the theme at the U.U. church and are expanding into what the ministry intern is calling "small group ministry."  In Duluth they have initiated "Circle Services," which promote conversation that changes the frequency for people involved and offers support for many new ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Circles are as old as our civilization; their dynamic supports expanding Consciousness and with mutual intention raises vibration for the individual as well as for the group.  We are tribal for a reason.  We were not created to live as one individual here, another a hundred miles away.  I love my alone time, but it is in connection with others that I realize my personal vibration is recognized, is reflected back to me, and I do the same for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for connections here, for this circle of Consciousness in which I expand and Become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still on that journey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6037629126910633535?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6037629126910633535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6037629126910633535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6037629126910633535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6037629126910633535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/circles-in-consciousness.html' title='Circles in Consciousness'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1571643844063078699</id><published>2011-03-07T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T06:58:52.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branding is Not Binding</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely the way the Universe works to support what is on my mind.  This morning on CNN one topic was "branding."  Using Coca Cola and Lady GaGa as examples, branding is the advertising method to make a product or person most marketable.  Searching for work or insuring a current job, the use of branding communicates strengths and presumes employers will lean toward the person who is clearest in identifying or branding themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do we brand ourselves?  Is it possible that when we feel others do not appreciate us or misunderstand who we are that it directly relates to how well we know ourselves and how secure we feel in telling others who we are?  There is a flip side to this that I'll get to next, but first let's think about branding ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's common in our human journey that the person most affected is the person least aware of what brought about an unwanted outcome.  We may be oblivious to how we come across to others.  The formula for this is something we've talked about before.  Wherever I see a symptom in my life, a situation in which I feel misunderstood or the outcomes are not what I want, it's my responsibility to breathe deeply and to ask System/Wisdom to inform me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I are in charge of our scripts.  We write them, and isn't it just like us to then argue that someone else isn't reading them correctly!  No, we each write our own script which includes the way others interact with us. If they are not recognizing who we are, the reason may well be that we are confused in the way we're "branding" ourselves.  Am I clear?  How can I be sure unless I breathe and ask my System/Wisdom to clarify how I am communicating my intention, even my identity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we breathe and surrender our emotional reaction and mental busy-ness we can intuit what will bring self around, not to sacrifice to the will of another, but to realize whether the premise on which we stand is what we really mean to say to others about ourselves.  Has ego, however unintentionally, disguised our clearest intention?  It's really common, and the only evidence we need is right in front of us when other people rattle our cages, blocking our way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another aspect of "branding" is karmic.  I've been facing this lately and struggling with the consequences.  Long before I came into this human costume, my soul wrote a script that I've apparently carried along throughout many lifetimes.  The script includes an altruistic intention to serve the planet.  The flip side is carrying a belief that my physical system is vulnerable to the stressful changes of Earth.  I've carried the stress in my thyroid, my kidneys, my skin, my digestive system, my knees, my feet.  Yes, that's a big part of who I am and how I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intense physical symptoms have brought this script to my attention, without a doubt telling me that there is some Wisdom of which I've not been aware.  I've known for many years that I feel the planet's stress in my system.  What I had not fully explored is that service of this kind is not meant to compromise our health and well being.   My belief that service outweighed personal well being was so strong that I had not faced the consequences.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old message I received long ago has come back to inform me:  "Sacrifice Contradicts Creation."  And this was never intended to be our goal.   We have explored sacrifice in contrast to our potential to live in wholeness.  Learning this, we can change our script.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since realizing the impact of service to Earth and the hidden depths of my beliefs, I've traveled through a few of the layers of my old script.  I have intentionally released my karmic masculine and invited the adolescent stage of the balanced Masculine into my pattern.  I have spoken to my System, breathing and giving permission for old beliefs to fall away, making way for a healthy system.  I've asked for all the help available to me.  Surrendering, I can accept all the support to penetrate my physical, mental and emotional bodies.  This takes practice, and I continue to discover the means to achieve wholeness/balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are tweaking our beliefs.  We are checking out the way we have "branded" ourselves.  It's an exciting and challenging time for all of us.  Breathing and asking for help, surrendering and allowing support to reach us, we serve best, and achieving wholeness serve all the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1571643844063078699?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1571643844063078699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1571643844063078699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1571643844063078699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1571643844063078699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/branding-is-not-binding.html' title='Branding is Not Binding'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6634637437310987236</id><published>2011-03-04T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T05:30:26.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Trying to Tell Me?!</title><content type='html'>Good Day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exploring again the ways we are learning these days, I am struck by the emphasis on subtle imagery, coming so naturally into awareness that we might dismiss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consciousness, it seems to me, is revealing itself in whatever manner will serve us best, each of us in our own way, of course.  It's so delightful that we each learn differently, which means that as we learn from one another we are best served by listening; not by asserting our perspective as if it is paramount, but leaning into the truth of any other person just as far as it serves us, then releasing what does not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All people have value, and all perspectives are essential to the Whole.  Trained as we are to judge, that has come to mean measuring our truth against the truth of another as if one is bad, the other good.  Judging still serves us.  If I do not use my discretion while listening, I become a sponge without self-determination.  But taking it to the level of disregarding the value of another person or their ideas limits our capacity to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking around every day we also "hear" messages our Consciousness introduces that we can ignore or judge or put into action.  It's always been so busy in there - in our heads - that we may assume a lot of it is random. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt; Nothing we "hear" is random.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is true, we may find it difficult to discern whether we are hearing a logical thought pumped up by an emotional reaction, or Wisdom.  Anything that comes into awareness has meaning.  Is it a symptom of the physical, mental or emotional that is prompting us to attend to ourselves? Just because it comes from that density does not mean it is meaningless.  Wisdom provides for us in many forms.  Perhaps the most important thing we learn is how to discern where it comes from, which helps us to live intentionally instead of just reacting.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Practice until we trust ourselves more means breathing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what comes from Wisdom may come through many different channels.  To get your attention, Wisdom comes in an image, floating through awareness.  It may come again to assert itself, through a comment from a friend, in a television image, from a book.  It repeats itself in an attempt to grab our attention.  It gathers and becomes something we cannot ignore. Wisdom, after all, is our own, not directed by some outside force.  And our Wisdom knows what we need, what will serve us best, how we can thrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorting out how it will serve us requires breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an image floats into awareness, a breath sustains it and expands upon it.  Reacting with logic may delay the message or suppress the meaning until we allow it to come again.  Breath is the means to sustain the Wisdom and allows us the space to receive more of its substance . &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt; Will I be a Reactor or a Director.  Only I decide.  And only breath brings the Wisdom into focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Related to this is how our commitments affect the quality of our lives.  I'll explore that soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then, breathing and learning with all of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6634637437310987236?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6634637437310987236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6634637437310987236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6634637437310987236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6634637437310987236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-are-you-trying-to-tell-me.html' title='What Are You Trying to Tell Me?!'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4458590484610605186</id><published>2011-03-01T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T06:20:23.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude this Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke in a state of gratitude, so I'm grateful first for the dreams that lifted my Spirit and gave me the insight to write about it this morning.  I am also grateful for the insight to watch Joyce Meyer this morning; a perfect extension of what is in my heart today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My travels around the world in dreamtime bring forward awareness of how others live, how they celebrate, how they suffer and how my life stands in contrast to the lives of others.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that we are all created equally in Spirit.  And I believe that the life experience in which we create ourselves is perfect, however others or self might judge it.  My soul has chosen to live in squalor, as an orphan, as a warrior, in power and in helplessness.  All of it is necessary for my soul's progression.  So I am grateful for all that creates the person that I am, from other incarnations as well as all the people and parts of this life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't stand in front of my stove each day grateful that I don't have to cook over a pit in the wilderness.  But I am grateful for that; that in this lifetime I create a warm home and the means to dress and feed myself and provide what I need.  I have not always believed that I deserved a good life, but I do now, and for that I am grateful because what I believe I create.  My Creator has invested in me free will and the energy to take action.  This partnership manifests itself in all that I enjoy and all that I share with others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuning in to Joyce Meyer this morning lifts me up to a new level of gratitude.  Over the years I have contributed according to my conscience and my means.  I've learned to trust myself and to give more intuitively.  What Joyce had to say today has made a difference in how I will go about giving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her message was about walking around in the world prepared to give spontaneously wherever and whenever we are inspired.  Instead of  hunkering down and steeling myself against high grocery or gas prices, to be grateful that I can buy gas and, breathing, be aware of where I can offer a gift card.  This means buying them and according to my inspiration, giving a card instead of money, which can be awkward.  In my personal philosophy, that means doing so without disclosing to others what I've done.  This is my goal.  I am in a state of Becoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our giving does not have to cost money.  It means a phone call to a grieving friend, smiling when we feel there is no reason to smile, giving the world our energy, holding a person or a country in the Sacred, with intention and gratitude.  For me it means giving, not in sacrifice, but through inspiration.  And that means breathing to be in touch with what Wisdom shows me in the moment, in the perfect interaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am off to my perfect day, and you know, that's how I now start my days: "Thank you God for this perfect Tuesday."  And thank you all for this opportunity to share some of the best parts of me and the parts that are still Becoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so it is, and so I am, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4458590484610605186?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4458590484610605186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4458590484610605186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4458590484610605186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4458590484610605186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/03/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1678131072290939030</id><published>2011-02-25T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:50:07.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring Consciousness</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I write, my tendency is to write the second paragraph first, which reveals to me the first paragraph so that I can complete my thought, and this is what I realized I'd done again about expanding Consciousness.  So here we go, the first paragraph....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My belief that Consciousness is one body of energy has not changed.  But when we talk about expanding Consciousness I believe also that we might try to understand this great unknown by talking about what it is for each of us.  I am going to talk about this as if it is the only truth, but want you to understand that I offer what I believe or know about at this time in this place - always exploring what more it might be, always curious about the most curious thing of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are each born in our own stream of Consciousness.  In spiritual terms, we might say we are born with our own unique link to God/Creator.  As unique beings we are contributing to the expansion of Consciousness simply by being human.  As humans who have curiosity and desire to know more of ourselves, we become intentional explorers and fulfill themes of the human condition unique to our personal Plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I took the Avatar course, I thought I would advance in the program to the Masters course so that I could deliver the program to other people.  I admired the principles of Avatar, guiding people to living deliberately, recalling self as Source.  Then I had a vision of the Avatar stream of Consciousness, parallel to of my own path of exploration and knew that they were both of value, and they were not the same.  So I credit Avatar with helping me to expand my personal Consciousness and to accept that my path has equal value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another event opened doors in Consciousness.  Back in 1995, I was sitting in the Forest Lake Perkins Restaurant one night waiting for my friend, Michael, to arrive.  Staring into the night sky, my body suddenly felt like a spoon slipping through Jello and I was in a place so foreign to me I was disoriented.  I was sitting on the ground, leaning against a rock and it was soft.  A guide was holding my hand, and I realized later it was Christ.  He said, "You are safe.  Look around.  I'm right here."  This place is The Garden, a location we find when we die.  The colors were unlike any I'd ever seen, multidimensional and I could taste them.  Everything was effervescent and so lovely I could not take it all in.  I don't know how long I was gone, but suddenly I slipped back and, plunk, I was back in Perkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I relate this to consider the many ways we can explore Consciousness, thus expanding our personal stream of Consciousness.  This was a trip I took, like a trip you might also take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was not a vision.  A vision, to me, is a shift in Consciousness; expanding into perceptions that enhance our life experience.  My trip was physical.  When I have a vision I feel a subtle shift and my attention is on an alternate perception.  Taking a trip out-of-body is a physical experience. These trips I have taken move me physically, and I can feel my return as a jolt back into my body, though I have no sense of absence while I am traveling.  I always feel disoriented when I return.  This is a bit startling when it happens while I am driving, but I am told that I am more competent behind the wheel when I am not conscious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another kind of travel is more startling.  Being transported from one place to another while driving, suddenly finding oneself in a distant location when no time has elapsed, has happened to me, to my son (thankfully I was on the phone with him when it happened so that we could verify the experience) and to some other people I know.  Impossible?  No, this kind of expanded Consciousness defies logic but is verifiable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another exercise in expanded Consciousness is just as remarkable.  I have more than once occupied the same place at the same time as another person, yet neither of us can find the other.  The details are too lengthy to report here, but this has been verified as well.  Coming back into the 3-dimensional world from such an inter-dimensional journey is startling for the people who happen to be present when I pop back in.  When in my car, I am the only observer, but when out walking in the world, others become involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of these expansive experiences are worthy of considering because they illustrate that we are not limited to this body, and the more curious we are, the greater the chance of exploring these examples of expanded Consciousness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are becoming inter-dimensional beings.  The more of these journeys we take, the more alternate aspects of ourselves we explore, the more expanded the Consciousness.  We are all contributing.  Each unique being explores his/her own stream and changes the physical world by expanding Consciousness.  We can only minimally appreciate the value of all we explore and contribute now.  What a trip!  I am so glad to be taking it with all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1678131072290939030?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1678131072290939030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1678131072290939030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1678131072290939030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1678131072290939030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/exploring-consciousness.html' title='Exploring Consciousness'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1289912936260209123</id><published>2011-02-24T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T18:17:30.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expanding Consciousness</title><content type='html'>Hello, Everyone!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twice in the past week great people have asked me how to expand Consciousness.  I realize that we don't have to spend a lifetime learning how to expand Consciousness as it seems I have.  We can intentionally accomplish this by using some tools, so I'll offer what I have used over time. Any you can add, please share them with a comment and I will be happy to post them later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all know meditation opens us to Consciousness.  It is the best known and most used, but I was never a very good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meditator&lt;/span&gt; on my own.  Lots of people I know enjoy amazing personal meditations, so if you can do it on your own or take a class in meditation, it surely achieves your goal.  I love group meditation.  The Consciousness of the group joined in a common goal helped me to maintain focus and proved an excellent exercise to move &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inter-dimensionally&lt;/span&gt; and taught me that I could prolong  a meditative state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days I have combined my meditations with a nap.  I lie down, breathing deeply and focusing my attention just beyond my third eye.  Expecting nothing, and open to anything, I may have an experience, or I may fall into sleep.  In any case, because I am intentionally opening to whatever it is that I need, I get it; a message, a physical treatment or a nap or all of them.  I was guided to this because I could not stay awake while meditating, and Wisdom said I did not have to choose.  Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing is the key to maintaining a meditation, extending the time in a meditative state and maintaining a state of relaxation that allows Consciousness a chance to communicate. I'll outline a breathing visualization that creates a meditative environment at the end of this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intentional dreaming expands Consciousness.  The exercise of partially waking and writing down dream images while still relaxed and breathing easily is an expansive process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking and observing while breathing is a wonderful exercise.  Breathing and "feeling into" one inanimate object after another; then doing the same with animate beings or things and feeling the difference between the energies of the two is very revealing and expands Consciousness.  This one came to me through the Avatar course about 10 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changing language to express our most authentic self also expands Consciousness.  Listening to myself as objectively as possible and taking a breath to allow Wisdom to express through me, I change from reaction to more inspired expression.  When we react before we can breathe, we speak or act from self-consciousness.  When we breathe, a more inspired Self responds, thus we exercise expanded Consciousness.  This practice is so satisfying that it becomes a habit.  Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many psychic exercises that expand Consciousness; practicing with a friend to focus on an image, then sharing impressions; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;psychometry&lt;/span&gt;, which is a practice of sensing information from objects; meditation with one or two other people then sharing impressions; taking training in energy work/alternative therapies.  There are many books on the subject of psychic development that offer several exercises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, the exercise that prepares for meditation or simply opens us to expanded Consciousness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Sitting upright with hands open on your knees, begin to breathe deeply until you are relaxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Then, visualizing breath as a rod of light, send the rod down through your legs, out your feet and down deeply through all the layers of Earth into the molten core.  Anchor yourself there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Breathing deeply bring breath back up into your body and out through the top of your head and as far up into the heavens as it wants to go.  Anchor yourself there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Breathing deeply again bring that rod of light down through the  top of your head and into the deep center of your brain where the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;hypothalamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;, pituitary and pineal glands sit together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Continuing to breathe, visualize or feel the light massaging each of those glands in turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;These glands open you to your most primal psychic beginnings and to your most inspired, expanded Self.  This technique was taught by the person who introduced so many of us to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Synergy, a group meditation focused on service to the planet.  It is the most effective I've found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1289912936260209123?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1289912936260209123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1289912936260209123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1289912936260209123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1289912936260209123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/expanding-consciousness.html' title='Expanding Consciousness'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-3264710605112511575</id><published>2011-02-20T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:25:22.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Through Grace</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears are close to the surface today, and the words "surface" and "service" are very close; saying one sounds like saying the other, so I begin there, with what is on the surface.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Service is something I've explored before, but today the word takes on new meaning as I find increasing opportunities for service, sometimes comfortably and sometimes not.  As we grow older and, inevitably the people around us do too, and as we are close and able, opportunity and will combine in action.  Service is something we choose.  Service with grace is something we learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace results from service performed with grace.  Service only out of obligation leaves us cold. Today, David, the intern minister at church related counsel offered by a nun when David was serving in a hospital as chaplain.  Touching her forehead and then her heart, she would say, "Climb down the ladder."  And when asked what she meant, would again touch first her head then her heart.  He learned, he said, that when he left logic out of his visits with patients and came instead from the heart that he connected with them in heart-full (my words) service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved that the very subject I planned to explore here today came in yet another perspective from David's sermon.  And I love that from whatever direction we come to service, the message of service with grace  is the theme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I was reminded of an old message that I believe is rooted in Greek mythology - that when a man would pass from this life to the next, the only question the gods would ask of him is is whether he knew passion.  My personal intention and desire is that when I review my own life I measure it by the love I gave and received, the difference I made in the lives of others, and that I lived with passion.  To make a difference, service must come from grace, not obligation. Grace and passion are cousins.  And passion is the result as well as the root of what inspires us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've written before about weekends with my cousin, Anita.  She was with me this weekend. Because her mother's health has declined, Anita will be moving to a group home, maybe by April 1st, so March will be the last month she spends a weekend here under the current respite care program.  I love her.  And she is changing, making our time together more challenging. We will continue as we can to take her to church, to lunch, to visit and share our family times. Change is inevitable and I have tears for the changes, all of them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She continues to teach me so much.  This weekend she said the sweetest thing.  First she said she is learning all the time.  I agreed.  Then she said with enthusiasm, "When I come here, I learn a lot." Although she did not respond, I hope she heard me when I told her that I learn a lot from her, too.  That does not change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing into change,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-3264710605112511575?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3264710605112511575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=3264710605112511575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3264710605112511575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3264710605112511575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/learning-through-grace.html' title='Learning Through Grace'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4502785446720883886</id><published>2011-02-17T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T13:04:25.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collapsing Systems</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word, "collapse" has been squarely in my view lately, and this week has brought the meaning forward in a way that I knew I had to share here with all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was born, I have learned, in a masculine format.  First born, Capricorn, and other elements are all part of my birth dynamic and at the core of my Earth assignment.  This information dovetails with so many parts of my life, and it's too much to relate here.  But this I now know, and this week I am sharply aware of how this affects my current experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happily, I have learned to bring some balance to this severe personal dynamic.  My expanding Consciousness supports learning how to integrate the feminine for balance.  A note here to explain the Universal feminine and masculine:  The Feminine is the primary energy of First Age of Earth.  It collapses with the flood/loss of Atlantis, etc., making way for the next several thousand years of a primarily Masculine Second Age of Earth.  We have, with the Summer Solstice of June, 2009, moved into Third Age of Earth and we are experiencing the collapse of the Masculine systems to make way for a balance between the Feminine and Masculine.  Not immediately, of course, process in releasing the Masculine and integrating the Feminine is the stage we experience now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Archangel Michael and others told me about Earth's evolution in this manner, I had no idea how it would affect me personally.  I could accept that we would see pressures in Earth changes, weather patterns and human dynamics, but it never occurred to me that my personal energetic patterns would also collapse to make way for the balance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happily, I have surrounded myself with people stronger in the Feminine than I am.  They have shared and continue to share their generous energy with me.  As grateful as I am for them, this week I've run into that energy in some very uncomfortable situations.  While my Masculine system is collapsing, I am feeling very vulnerable and did not realize until this morning why this week I feel such a need for solitude.   Symptoms include alarming intestinal releases, scattered energy and general fatigue.  Breathing surely helps, although  I simply and awfully feel bombarded by the Feminine.  Our Dream Team and this blog happily have been supportive for this expansion and achieving ease.  Who knew?!  Perfect always.  Isn't it wonderful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this makes sense to me, and the outcome will surely be worth the journey.  Having words for it appeals to my Masculine (smile) while the next hour, and who knows how much time later, will be time for me to meditate and open myself (Feminine) to ask for and accept all the support my System has to help me through this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next chapter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4502785446720883886?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4502785446720883886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4502785446720883886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4502785446720883886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4502785446720883886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/collapsing-systems.html' title='Collapsing Systems'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4235920395975132338</id><published>2011-02-15T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T04:55:40.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Me, Still Becoming</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some time now, and reported in this blog, I am living increasingly in the rhythm of my System.  What does my System want/need at any moment?  Breathing and sensing what it indicates, I choose, thus I live with greater ease.  I've reported that although I have not perfected this way of being, I am reassured knowing this rhythm is within us from birth.  We have it, always, so living in it is a return to our true Nature.  As I type this, I breathe in relief to know it will never disappear.  I may, and do from time to time, forget it, forget to breathe and feel the tension again, but my delightful preference is to recall my natural rhythm and surrender to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next chapter is to grow comfortable in the skin of the human experience I have already chosen and now choose.  Some of the results of living in the moment contradict what I ever thought would feel "right" for me.  Breathing into and loving what I have created in this flow is an extra level of surrender that sneaked up on me.  Yes, this tells you how naive I can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now is not the first time I have considered acceptance of self, of course.  This is a theme of my life, and I've learned from many lovely people over the years that it is a theme for most of humanity.  Accepting myself, not just at a conscious level, but feeling love of myself in each breath, that's another (big) step.  Breathing makes it feel less intimidating.  Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have created myself in partnership with my Cosmic Creator.  Therefore I am perfect.  I&lt;i&gt; believe&lt;/i&gt; this, but I do not yet &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; in every moment, that whatever I see, feel or sense is perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this note, let me say that believing is related to logic.  It is an idea I can accept.  &lt;i&gt;Knowing&lt;/i&gt; on the other hand is systemic.  From believing something, we take the journey to integrating the concept at a cellular level.  Breath takes me to that integration.  Breath releases feelings of discomfort and self-criticism.  In this moment, embracing the whole of me and my life, I am at ease.  Practice increases ease in my current creation.  &lt;b&gt;I know that progression to the next level of creation depends on this acceptance.  &lt;/b&gt;Our Systems must hold us to the learning curve inherent to our Plan.   What purpose would be served if we leapt ahead before at least some integration? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note:  Our Dream Team took its second trip in dreamtime last night, visiting Maui, Hawaii, for a recreational trip.  I loved this journey and look forward to hearing from other dreamers what their impressions were.  If you are interested in joining our team, a group with no expectations, you can call, email, or post a comment to this blog.  Collective dreaming expands Consciousness and is a means to serve the Earth while enjoying the trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing and Dreaming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4235920395975132338?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4235920395975132338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4235920395975132338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4235920395975132338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4235920395975132338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/still-me-still-becoming.html' title='Still Me, Still Becoming'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-9184627164547696711</id><published>2011-02-13T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T05:13:12.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alarming Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Greetings on this Valentine's Eve!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are among those of us having alarming thoughts lately, then this post is on point for you and for me.  I've been amazed that such thoughts could arrive, unannounced.  Although this is not a new phenomenon, the increased activity lately grabbed my attention and others have mentioned it as well.  We are upset by thoughts of violence, of injury to loved ones, etc.   Of course we are, and now I've had some insights about it to share with all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We begin with one of my favorite subjects:  The Consciousness is one thing; it is a body of energy that contains all of us and is contained in each of us.  It is like the ocean containing all aquatic life.  It ebbs and flows with the experience of humankind.  And it contains all thoughts, all activity, all joy and all stress.  We may look distinctly separate walking around in our human costumes, but we are all joined in this single thing - Consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The greater the  pressures on the planet, the more likely we are to feel stress.  And if we didn't believe in Consciousness being one thing, we would still have all the media attention and reporting to keep us in the stream of stressful thoughts.   We are human and we are empathetic.  We intuit the stress of others and that increases our personal stress levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The greater the stress on the planet, the more likely we are to react with stressful thoughts; seemingly unbidden thoughts of chaos and horrific events related to the people we most love. This is simply a human reaction and not an indication that we somehow flawed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The remedy is breath.  Breath releases tension and shifts attention, allowing us to gratefully send out a loving energy to offset our stress.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the risk of misquoting a story sent to me today, I offer this from quotes from young children who were asked what love is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best was from a four-year-old boy whose elderly neighbor had recently lost his wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon seeing the man crying, the boy went into the neighbor's yard, up onto the porch, climbed into the man's lap and just sat there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he came home his mother asked him, "What did you say to him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nothing, the boy said, "I just helped him cry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our breath helps Earth cry.  Sitting in her lap, her tears are our tears.  Her stress is our stress. But if we remember to BREATHE, then we become active participants in what is the most awesome Earth event in thousands of years.  We are the Lamaze coaches, the EMTs, the medics placed exactly where we promised to serve when we agreed to birth ourselves into this current human drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a choice.  When we have alarming thoughts, we can stay in the stress and wonder if the thought is a dire prediction or some flaw in our nature,  OR we can breathe.  We choose the condition is which we live.  It is always your choice.  It is always my choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continuing to Breathe with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-9184627164547696711?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/9184627164547696711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=9184627164547696711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/9184627164547696711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/9184627164547696711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/alarming-thoughts.html' title='Alarming Thoughts'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2222701445219958941</id><published>2011-02-01T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T06:05:45.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a Difference</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An update is in order, especially since I did not post yesterday, but tended to The Dream Team instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An interesting development in our dreamtime:  I met a tall blond woman in one of my dreams, hugging her and surprising us both.  She was all about Hawaii it turns out, and I realized that Mom was dreaming with us, though she has no memory of doing so.  She lived on Maui for nearly 7 years, so I'm assuming she brought the waters from that part of the world to our dreamtime.  She had not volunteered to be part of the Team, but I've told her all about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our goal was to go to our sacred water place in dreamtime, support the water and reach out to each other dreamer to connect all around the globe.  We've had some very thoughtful reports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have slept better and dreamed more vividly the past two nights than I have in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point I am making is that Consciousness is not logical nor selective.  It simply IS, and once we are aware, our own System will participate at is own discretion.  The power we have available to us is beyond anything we can fathom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I've been acutely aware of seemingly random thoughts that I think we all have.  Perhaps the thought is prompted by a news item of some dramatic event,  or something painful we see on the road or a comment made about probabilities.  Our reaction to the stimulus prompts a thought of what could happen or how it might affect us or someone we love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My examples lately have been a deer carcass on the street in a residential area; the violence in Egypt; the pain of a friend losing someone they love.  In each case I am not simply a bystander. Yet, we feel incapable of making a difference if we dwell in our logic.  However, Consciousness is always available to contribute - in ways we find hard to imagine, but powerfully and surely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The method I use is to take a deep breath and surround the experience in the image of Christ Consciousness; the symbol I wear as a pendant.  But each of us can find our own method. Breath, first, shifts attention from the reaction.  Then any image of Light or sacred energy can be visualized to contribute to the benefit of that person or situation.  One image I dreamed last night might be useful.  A golden orb is a sacred symbol of focused power used in Taoist mediation, but certainly having ancient symbolism beyond that.  Using the orb as a focal point along with releasing breath may work for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are human and compassionate.  We are also subject to reacting, which is natural to us but is not useful to anyone.  In these times of transformation, especially, devising a means to shift our attention is powerful and personally healing.  We do not need to understand how it works. That we do something to shift from reaction is one benefit.  That we intentionally engage in a sacred exchange with that stimulus changes Consciousness.  Yes, we are that powerful.  Yes, we can and do make a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2222701445219958941?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2222701445219958941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2222701445219958941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2222701445219958941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2222701445219958941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/02/making-difference.html' title='Making a Difference'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-156739361956111164</id><published>2011-01-24T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T08:45:40.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living The Moment</title><content type='html'>G'Day, Everyone!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling very "Aussie" this morning and observing my world through this perfect moment, I wish us all the knowing of perfection in the now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love so much living from moment to moment.  This is so out of the context from the life I grew to believe was the only way for responsible people to live.  This living "in the flow" feels so "hippy" to me; so much the way the Flower Children lived in the 70s.  My youngest sister came into her own during that period and she modeled that way of life for our family.  We, of course, responded with some alarm to parts of that lifestyle.  I must say, I was also curious about what that might feel like for her.  I love her so much and wanted to understand, while rejecting what I thought could be dangerous for her.  She, of course, went blithely on her way and continues to live her life more freely than I have - until now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living the moment is not living IN the moment.  Breathing has taught me so much about living the moment.  And I love living this way.  Now, you and I both know that I am not perfectly in my moment all the time.  But living my moment is such a relief that I am becoming addicted to it.  Breath brings me back to now; nothing else but now.  Thoughts float by and breath takes me back to System.  What it wants now is all that matters.  What it needs now is what takes precedence.   All else can fall away easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it need a nap now?  With breath I know what task has least resistance.   Where is my attention now?  This will be done this ease.  With breath I hear System and respond.  Reaction is less my life and more a memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a newly traveled country for me.  I was a stranger here but loved the landscape.  I grew more and more attracted to the beauty, the simplicity of it and now find it is more mine than the old territory I knew so well but struggled to manage.  I am no longer a "stranger in a strange land."  I am learning the language and feel no remorse for abandoning citizenship in what was.  I adopt this country as my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is mine.  Daniel visited last night and introduced himself as my Presence.  "Grab it all, Phyllis.  It is yours."  What a different feeling I had hearing this.  In the past, grabbing it all meant reaching out into the future for what would fill the now with something more, something to fill a void.  In this new territory his words fill me with knowing that System is complete.  My day is  mine.  It is complete.  I am fulfilled.  I do not yet know this completely, but I am comfortable learning this language still.  Breathing, I know it better than I did yesterday.  And while I learn it, breathing sustains me.  I need know nothing more than this moment.  Living the Moment is every thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this Moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-156739361956111164?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/156739361956111164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=156739361956111164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/156739361956111164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/156739361956111164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/living-moment.html' title='Living The Moment'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-525365906396852379</id><published>2011-01-20T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T03:40:56.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Physics of Service</title><content type='html'>Warm Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From sub-zero Minneapolis I send out a warm hug with hopes that you all enjoy a day of warmth, whether in snuggy layers or enjoying a more temperate climate.  I will be in layers as Mom and I do some shopping later this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel as if I am coming up for air after a a few days of immersing myself in The Dream Team project and completing an overdue report for the church.  And I am so grateful for this computer that is easing all of it - and grateful for my computer advisors who help me iron out the wrinkles.  You know who you are, Scott, Lee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dream Team is, at this moment, 32 strong, with two of those from Australia.  We are truly a global entity!   Each one of you who has joined is already contributing to the expanding Consciousness.   Judith and I notice a more vivid dreaming pattern already.  We all know we are part of this to serve the planet, but what you invest also returns to you.  Exchange is intended.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we contribute, the energy naturally multiplies and, in the pattern of the infinity loop, returns to each of us.  Breathe and accept the return energy to enhance your life.  This is the intention of Creation; that all should thrive.  And once you have stated your intention to be part of The Dream Team, you are part of the exchange and benefitting from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dynamics of exchange fascinate me.  Of course, a person does not have to part of  The Dream Team to benefit from exchange.  I am only using it to illustrate the power of exchange in our lives.  Service is energy in any form, and energy invested always returns to us.  The question is, are we geared to receive the return to enhance our lives, multiply our reserves and give us all the more to enjoy and to work with?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Return on our service is not limited to a paycheck or a pat on the back.  As welcome as those are, it is the physics of return energy that fulfills the cycle.  Physics - and the science of this escapes me - informs us that energy invested pays dividends.   And most of us are not taught to receive the return.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The energy does not force itself upon us, but once we realize this is true, we have the exciting opportunity to reap the benefit.  Breathing opens us to receive and to thrive. Breathing is the activity that, with intention, channels this vibrant energy through this physical system.  Ahhh.   Even writing this I realize that I forget to intentionally become the vessel, open to receive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How reviving to remember, especially after investing so much in these projects the past week, that I am my best therapist when I breathe and accept all that Creation has for me, has always had for me.  I am grateful to have learned it and to reap the benefits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-525365906396852379?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/525365906396852379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=525365906396852379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/525365906396852379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/525365906396852379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/physics-of-service.html' title='The Physics of Service'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1525733484007583256</id><published>2011-01-18T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T05:45:43.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Service with Honor</title><content type='html'>Greetings and Blessings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Morning to all of you, whatever time of day you may visit this site.  I woke this morning dreaming about President Obama and his family, and I was surprised again, as I realized the messages of the dream, that I had not acknowledged Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a busy day, beginning with heartfelt exchanges with two partners in Spirit, and continuing with a perfect shopping trip with Mom (she saved more than she  spent at Penny's - don't you just love it!).  Every clerk was a joyful gift in service, every purchase a perfect answer to a need.  Shopping with a low-vision person gives me fresh perspective, and so she serves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Service is my theme today.  The dream this morning had President Obama and his family on high alert status following a threat on the president's life, but that was not the message.  His focus on his family was the theme and his ease in handling the situation.  And it was Mrs. Obama's focus on the girls:  "Take them to a secure room and feed them breakfast, please." Wearing their public roles with such ease struck me as service beyond the obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do we serve?  But perhaps more to the point, how do we honor what is our service and that it has value, whether public or private.   I watched Piers Morgan interview Oprah Winfrey on CNN last night.  I like him.  I like his service.  And I admire the core of Oprah's life of service. She is quite good at acknowledging her service, honoring why she is here on the planet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack Reuler, founder of the Mixed Blood Theater here in Minneapolis, spoke with such energy and reverence about Dr. King on Sunday.   He reflected on their shared history as Unitarians and about the principles he shares with Dr. King.  He founded the theater on U.U. principles, with a passion for Dr. King and his vision as well.  He recited passages from Dr. King's speeches that I had never heard before and that struck me with new awareness of his brilliance; not a perfect man, Dr. King, but a man of legendary service.  This was the first message I've seen receive a standing ovation in this church.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unitarian Universalists are by their very nature people of service through social justice.  I am not a traditional U.U. person, but I can appreciate their service while offering and honoring my own contributions.  I honor equally the service of each person who raises a child in love, who cooks with reverence for the gifts of Earth, who meditates, who breathes for the planet, who takes care and offers solace to another human being, who asks the hard questions, who contributes to Habitat for Humanity, who brings mittens for the hands of a cold child, who prays, who stands in non-violent demonstration, who serves in uniform.  I honor the dreamers and those who bring the dreams into substance.  Understanding them all is not my job, but honoring the service expands the good it does, the effect it can have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, as I found myself surprised that I had not mentioned Dr. King in my post yesterday, I realized that when I think of Mohandas Gandhi, and I do so often, I also think of Dr. King. Such different leaders, but each leaders of people who are forever changed by their vision and having an impact on the Consciousness beyond what we can understand.  They do not stand alone, but they do stand tall.  So do we all, each in our own way, as we serve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honoring, each of us, the manner in which we serve has the effect of exponentially expanding the energy of that service.  We can serve with self-deprecation.  It is still service.  We can also, without ego, serve and honor the service and ourselves, thus expanding the effect of the contribution.  Consciousness expands when we respect the Creation that is us; you and me, public or private, honoring what the Creator invested in us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The heroes among us may not be visible, at least not until they touch our lives and change us in that moment, that day.  Whether it be the kind and helpful clerk, the neighbor who reaches out, the thoughtful driver, the pilot who saves hundreds of lives, the friend who makes the extra phone call, the person who prays, or the leader who gives us hope, I honor each of us in service today.  We are agents of change.  Let us take a deep breath and honor ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing and Honoring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1525733484007583256?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1525733484007583256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1525733484007583256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1525733484007583256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1525733484007583256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/service-with-honor.html' title='Service with Honor'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2035567002389819534</id><published>2011-01-17T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T07:03:01.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restrictions and Definitions</title><content type='html'>Greetings to All!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leonard Bernstein said, "Inspiration is wonderful when it happens, but the writer must develop an approach for the rest of the time...The wait is simply too long."   Sometimes we have to take a step, write the story, be grateful for inspiration that seeps in and trust.  And, I might add, the wait is not without activity.  The wait is full of life; it is full of the perceived restrictions or definitions, and they all weighted with some value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting here with a great cup of coffee this morning, contemplating how long it has been since I posted to this blog, I am filled with gratitude for all the definitions and restrictions of my life that have filled the many days since I last posted.  What gifts, what sweetness, what lovely energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've turned 69, and was delighted that my birthday was on 1-11-11.  What fun.  The day spent with Mom was very sweet, reminiscing, enjoying lunch together, partially defining our lives by the years we have shared and the memories only she holds; memories that help to define me as well; memories I tuck away to share with the next generation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previous to that I was in Duluth, enjoying a sunny, cold weekend in the warmth and bustling energy of my wonderful church family and the snug home of my generous hostess.  And following my birthday I moved in with my son and his youngest - and the enthusiastic dogs - to fill in for Carin while she chaperoned Andrea's class on a field trip.  For two days I was defined by their lives, their definitions of life, and it was more like a vacation than a task &lt;b&gt;because I chose it to be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home to clients and conversations by phone and email with new Dream Team members, then church and friends, I observed how we all move from one activity to another, learning ourselves in various roles as we always have, yet seeking new definitions - and where we can - definitions without restriction.  Clients are so good at demonstrating this, but so are all the people around us when we observe and absorb what is also ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decide who I am as a grandmother.  What do I share with each of these children that links us forever and does not bore them to tears?  How does this bridge in Consciousness help us to define who we can be together and apart, but never unpaired?  I asked Shannon if she would like me to read her a story at bedtime.  "No, I want a fake story," she said.   She sets me back from time to time.  "Fake" stories are those that come out of my mind; stories that, when they come from inspiration, delight all of us because they are new to me, too.  Inspiration provided not just one story, but as Shannon said, "OH, a story inside a story!" that also introduced another dimension/chapter that we will share next time.  I am more than I was before they arrived on Earth, because some restrictions fall away in their presence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dream Team is officially global.  We now have a member from Melbourne, Australia.  I am delighted, and galvanized by the interest of so many inspired dreamers, to create the web site and e-mailbox now that my son has given me some pointers on what might work best.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decide.  What do I believe is a restriction, and what definitions fit, still, in this time of new beginnings?  We are most definitely in the time of learning ourselves in a new light.  We can continue to be shaped by our past; defined and restricted by memories and old patterns.  Or we can hold the memories like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrapbooked&lt;/span&gt; photos and choose what remains, briefly, perhaps, defining ourselves by a new template without restricting our capacity to shape-shift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthing, bursting forth, wriggling in delight  as we free ourselves from the birth canal, not once but again and again.  "Oh, that story was me, but I am not restricted by the pages of my own book.  I decide.  I fake it 'til I make it.  I am inspired by the story in my mind that, in a constant state of evolution, informs me about who I am and who I choose to become.  I am the dreamer and the dream; the story told and the story yet to be told.  I decide."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next chapter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2035567002389819534?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2035567002389819534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2035567002389819534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2035567002389819534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2035567002389819534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/restrictions-and-definitions.html' title='Restrictions and Definitions'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-8915850397587208814</id><published>2011-01-08T03:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T04:03:44.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream is Born!</title><content type='html'>Greetings on this cold winter morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a note today to express my gratitude to everyone who has expressed interest in the dream collective that birthed just over a week ago.  The emails are arriving, and I am grateful and teary.  Wow, our planet has cool people on it.  This is not news to me, though I am struck again by the adventurous Spirit in us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, The Dream Team is born!  And welcome to any and all of you who are interested in adding your name to its growing membership.  An email will get you on the list and the latest information emailed back to you.   Emails are still best sent to:   phylel11@gmail.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to Duluth shortly to see my church family.  My day is full to the brim with gratitude.  I wish you the warmth of family and friends this January day, whether in body or Spirit (or both).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are, indeed, limited only by our imaginations.  What we dream, we do create.  On a scale of 1 to 10, we&lt;i&gt; Elevens!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'til next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-8915850397587208814?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8915850397587208814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=8915850397587208814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8915850397587208814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8915850397587208814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/dream-is-born.html' title='A Dream is Born!'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6654840882310973180</id><published>2011-01-06T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:07:39.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Days</title><content type='html'>Greetings on this 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Day of Christmas!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout this 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of January I've been reflecting on this 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Day of Christmas and on the 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Night celebrations that are traditional in many areas of Christian faith.  I am also struck by the attacks against people of the Coptic faith, in Egypt, and the concern of Coptic leaders in other parts of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of you know I am not a traditional Christian.  I love Christ and my relationship with him is intimate and fulfilling.  What Christianity has done to his legacy with dogma and restrictive law has bothered me since I was 20 and searching for my own truth and a comfortable place to express it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I have learned of the Coptic religion has fascinated me, and although I do not choose to practice their faith, I respect the roots of Coptic faith and know that my soul is connected there, just as I know I'm related to the Knights Templar, to the Masons and to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anasazi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been in this reflective place for some time, and I know tonight that the reason is that I have been place-holding the holy days of several Christian denominations.  Today marks Epiphany, which has such a complicated history and mythology that I won't even explore it here.  But it has meaning for a lot of folks, so it is part of our Consciousness, as is the Coptic Christmas celebration tomorrow (Friday).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crimes we commit against one another in the name of religion hurt me deeply; more today than I have ever felt before.  So I hold in the Sacred today all the people of faith who stand and profess their faith, whatever price they must pay for it.  Whether Jewish or Christian, Muslim or Buddhist.  Whether a person practices faith in a Cathedral, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mandir&lt;/span&gt;, a Mosque, a Temple, or a Sweat Lodge, or sits in a tree to meditate, I honor all people who seek Inner Wisdom and comfort in something that feels too big to understand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of seeking, the collective dream group is growing!  The name I've chosen is The Dream Team, and we will gather in our dream state for the first time on the 30th, with intention to meet monthly on the last Sunday night of each month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't worked out all the technology for the chat venue yet, but realize all I need do is surrender it and approach it again next week when I am back from a weekend with my wonderful church family in Duluth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6654840882310973180?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6654840882310973180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6654840882310973180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6654840882310973180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6654840882310973180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/holy-days.html' title='Holy Days'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6940410779143555694</id><published>2011-01-03T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:21:43.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>News on Dreaming and 2011 Anomaly</title><content type='html'>Greetings 2011 Beings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First the update on dreaming.  This experience is already exponentially expanding MY consciousness, so I am both excited and intimidated by the scope of this birthing intention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I started out pondering the ways in which people dream, I've found the core of these thoughts takes me into reflections on collaborative or mutual dreaming that I introduced to a dream class and workshops many years ago.  In the dream class we learned the techniques of recalling and recording our dreams first.  Then, as we grew more adept,  I introduced shared dreaming.  We would agree on a night to dream together, then choose a place to meet in our dream, and state a goal we would try to achieve.  This was phenomenal!  What a journey to take with people who had similar interests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The journey I am proposing now is on this theme, but with global proportions in service to the Earth, with an intention to expand Cosmic Consciousness.  As we establish a common meeting venue, perhaps a chat venue like Big Tent, and agree on a set of intentions to guide us in this venture, I will be looking for folks who are interested in joining the group.  I will moderate, but that does not mean I hold the group to strict controls.  How could that happen anyway, with the global scope I can see developing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please let me know if you would be interested in a dream collective.  You do not have to be a skillful dreamer to join.  No.  The practice in dreaming is part of the process.   I will email to anyone interested, the techniques we learned in dream class to improve our dream skills.  So if you are interested in trying it out - you are making no commitments - then email me at:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phylel11@gmail.com.   I will add you to my list and keep you informed of our progress. So be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, do you ever wonder when you observe an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anomaly whether it is universal or just your own message?  I'm observing an anomaly that really has me fascinated.  I have seen three lighted commercial signs with either front or back missing or hanging in disrepair in the past two weeks.  And in places you would expect to see rapid repair:  Perkins Restaurant, Walgreens and McDonalds.    Large, obvious, messy &lt;i&gt;signs&lt;/i&gt; of disrepair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;The message for me seems to be that all the signs no longer apply as they once did.  In this new Earth and since the first of this amazing new year, signs in my life which had meaning are part of the old.  I take nothing for granted.  Everything is under construction.  We are in a state of renewal and all the rules are changing.  I've spoken of this in earlier postings, so will not belabor it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's been a long day, so will call it good for now and thank you all for being such a significant part of how I am Becoming in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6940410779143555694?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6940410779143555694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6940410779143555694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6940410779143555694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6940410779143555694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/news-on-dreaming-and-2011-anomaly.html' title='News on Dreaming and 2011 Anomaly'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1973696875619198437</id><published>2011-01-03T13:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T13:47:59.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New and the Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1973696875619198437?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1973696875619198437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1973696875619198437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1973696875619198437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1973696875619198437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-and-update.html' title='The New and the Update'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-8830466657137239858</id><published>2011-01-02T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T09:42:16.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CH. 2 of Dreaming the Vision</title><content type='html'>Hello Again!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This dreaming group is becoming something I had not consciously anticipated, but so much more than I explored yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While &lt;i&gt;how people dream &lt;/i&gt;is an exciting journey that may continue to be of interest, and could be part of a larger creation, input from a few readers has me on a different, though related, track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joining in intentional dreaming, as I explored in one of my dream workshops, would be the most extraordinary exploration of Consciousness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the class, we would set a night and location to meet, record our results when we woke and report at the next gathering.  The events we shared were just delightful - and instructive.  We sometimes also set an intention to accomplish something together.   This I realize could, no &lt;i&gt;will be, &lt;/i&gt;a journey taken to change Consciousness in a manner beyond our current understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe one of our goals would be to assist in a global goal that Wisdom shared with me when telling me the goals of the axis shift:  to dissolve all barriers, boundaries and borders.  And we can do that with intentional, group dreaming for the planet.  I know it at this moment more surely than I know any thing.  And the goals we set are limited only by our imaginations.  The goals could includes focusing dream attention on one of the group for whatever might be needed.  A dream gathering might focus on a community, a disaster area, the energetic grids, you name it we could effectively contribute.   Stated, respectful intention would set guidelines for the greater good, absent of selfish or personal agendas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to leave for a family gathering, so will stop for now.  Please chime in, and if you prefer to email me rather than comment here, my email is:  phylel11@gmail.com.  Thank you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Namaste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-8830466657137239858?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8830466657137239858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=8830466657137239858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8830466657137239858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8830466657137239858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/ch-2-of-dreaming-vision.html' title='CH. 2 of Dreaming the Vision'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2258912697190804563</id><published>2011-01-01T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T09:23:55.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming the Vision</title><content type='html'>Greetings to all of you and to 2011!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vision a couple of weeks ago seems worth exploring this first day of this amazing new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharing dreams with my closest peeps is a favored way to explore what our Consciousness is communicating.  One day I realized with renewed clarity that every single person on our planet dreams differently.  It reminded me of my philosophy professor, Dr. David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lund&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bemidji&lt;/span&gt; State, who said, "You cannot have another person's experience."  And while I surely get close when I am translating the Consciousness/Wisdom of a client, I know that what Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lund&lt;/span&gt; says is true.  We are unique in this Cosmos, and our experience is not the product of one aspect, it is a complex conglomerate of many aspects.  Why, then, would we dream like any other person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crux of my vision, though, was people gathering in person, in Consciousness Links, or online to share &lt;i&gt;the way &lt;/i&gt;they dream.  One person dreams in color, another mostly in black and white.  Some are 3-D dreamers, some dream on a flat screen.  Some people have lucid dreams interspersed with symbolic dreams and some clearly dream only symbolically.  In all the years I have been helping folks realize the meaning of their dreams, I have explored the way they dream only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;peripherally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most prolific and lucid dreamer I ever met could stop and restart her dreams at will.  If she wanted to review a part of the dream, she would use a symbol to rewind the dream and begin again, losing nothing in the process.   She would wake enough to pick up her notebook and with eyes closed, record the dream, dreaming while she was writing.   There are certainly, out there in our world, dreamers worthy of exploring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My thought is that our dreams are our Consciousness communicating significant segments of our lives; that already this expands our personal Consciousness and certainly the Cosmic Consciousness as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vision was of a collaboration of dreamers, sharing the qualities of their dreaming, and by doing so,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; exponentially expanding Consciousness in a manner that we have not yet achieved.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I plant the seed, and that is enough for today.  If you have thoughts about this, I would love to hear them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into your new year and mine, I hold us in the Sacred, expanding the Consciousness we share and bringing us all to new heights of achievement and balance, inward and outward balance that serves us well and all others.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2258912697190804563?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2258912697190804563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2258912697190804563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2258912697190804563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2258912697190804563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2011/01/dreaming-vision.html' title='Dreaming the Vision'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7524603541764707351</id><published>2010-12-31T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:01:17.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter II of Dec. 30 Post</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last day of 2010 I woke at 1:30 writing in my head another chapter of yesterday's posting, so here I am at 2:00 a.m. and away we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past year, we have been as travelers of old, circling a new town, camping some and moving around it, curious and contemplating what it would/will be like to enter the gates of that unknown constabulary to make it our own.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's exciting sometimes to wonder what is there and how we will fit in.  And often it has felt odd, as if we will not know ourselves there when finally we go, go in, go to meet whatever will be ours. And that is not comfortable.  We have felt a bit off-balance; something so new with so much to offer and yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog has helped me feel more tethered, more centered.  I watched Oprah's interview with J.K. Rawlings yesterday.  It was a great interview, and they are alike in many astonishing ways. Rawlings said something I know well.  She said, "Often I didn't know it until I wrote it."  Her books are truly a trip she took inside herself to that unknown place where she was Becoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writers, I believe, more often than not, learn themselves by writing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learn myself by writing what appears to be a message to all of you, and with each idea that appears on my computer screen Consciousness expands; I am more than I was before.  I am closer into that as yet undisclosed district that holds so much invention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wavering though we may seem to be out on the fringes of that new territory, we can feel not bold, not determined.  But we are brave.  We have traveled this far to observe what Becomes the place we gather.  And while camping and sleeping out on the fringe, we dream ourselves inside this new, intriguing municipality, exploring in sleep what intimidates in our waking hours. We are brave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The journey takes not so much courage as we might imagine,  standing and observing and wondering if we can, indeed, enter this exciting, intimidating realm.  We are explorers, after all, and with each foray, whether in sleep or day-trip, we touch it, taste it, then scurry back to the three-dimensional safety of the Known, on the fringe, to rest a bit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need not force ourselves out of our comfort zone.  Those dreams and day-trips take courage, too, and prove so much.  We are bold, we are brave.  Already the journey has proven more than we could have imagined.  With each foray we trust ourselves more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The journey has never been about trusting the Unknown, out there.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's always been about trusting ourselves. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new gathering place will not abandon us.  It will still be there tomorrow.  Even as we camp on the fringes, we are absorbing the energy of it, adapting as we observe.   It takes courage to stand and learn, to know ourselves better.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a deep breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7524603541764707351?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7524603541764707351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7524603541764707351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7524603541764707351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7524603541764707351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/chapter-ii-of-dec-30-post.html' title='Chapter II of Dec. 30 Post'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4049159507912734850</id><published>2010-12-30T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T04:40:00.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boldly Striding into 2011</title><content type='html'>Greetings from the End of 2010!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The holidays sure cut into my energy to post here, not to mention all the compressed energy on our dear planet which also required some management.  But here we are, and because I am so much in the flow of gratitude these days, I'm going to review a place we've visited before.  I've just erased my last sentence in which I said there is no such thing as too much gratitude, but I've seen obsession in all practices, so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gratitude becomes a state of mind after we practice it for awhile.   It may sound redundant, but I am so grateful that I learned along the way that gratitude is essential to living a whole, balanced life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've pretty much, with the exception of a very dark period when my thyroid failed, been a Pollyanna.  Glad for this, glad for that, pretty positive and grateful throughout.  Sincerely.  I don't relate to pretense about gratitude.  Say it out loud, feel it in my body, breathe deeply and send it out, absorbing it as it returns.  Not that there is time to do that whole process every time I feel and express gratitude, but when I can, that's the cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curious about why and how, I've asked questions about gratitude.  I started asking about the physics of gratitude when the "gratitude journal" trend started.  Along the way I've learned that the expression of gratitude activates an exchange with our physical world and expands out to engage The All That Is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repeating:  Consciousness is one experience.  It is one thing,  so whatever it is that we put into it, changes it.  A note:  Let's not obsess about this.  What we put in that we wish we hadn't can be changed, and our experience in reversing it has value, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gratitude opens the heart - or that part of our physical being that feels like our heart.  When we express gratitude with breath, that part of us opens and the energy expresses outward.  As it moves into Consciousness, it communicates to others and expands out to The All That Is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The physics of this boggles my mathematically-challenged mind, but I know that it is real.  I feel it for myself and Wisdom has shown it to me with vivid imagery and energy.  As it moves out into the Cosmos, it engages with everyone who is related to the experience you are having and they,  in turn, are moved to respond, to enthusiastically agree with you and to cooperate with whatever it is that you need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gratitude, then, is a significant element in Creation.  So, considering how we project an intention or visualize what we want, incorporating gratitude in that creation activates the Consciousness.  For instance, these days we are creating "the perfect assisted living place" for Mom.  To activate that creation, I incorporate gratitude: "I am grateful for the perfect assisted living place for Mom."  Breathe and surrender it.   In other words, it is done.  We have created it, we are so grateful and we let it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this reflective time of year, we naturally express gratitude for what was.  We can engage with and create what is that we choose for 2011.  Out of our Wisdom and in alignment with the greater good, we are pioneers in this expansive Creation.   Take a deep breath and dare to create the dream. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; Let's be bold, striding into 2011 with the confidence of The All That Is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  See you there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4049159507912734850?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4049159507912734850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4049159507912734850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4049159507912734850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4049159507912734850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/boldly-striding-into-2011.html' title='Boldly Striding into 2011'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1310016185008579019</id><published>2010-12-23T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T04:58:33.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry, Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The energy of this season is so amazing!  On the one (mittened) hand we carry the joy of the birth of Christ, on the other hand, we feel the pressures of the season.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A warm note: some of us get away from it all and enjoy the sun in Alabama, Georgia, Florida, Hawaii, etc., so hello to all of you who choose warmer weather.  I don't know how I'd celebrate without all the snow, though, so I've chosen and will just shut up about the 5-foot snowbanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I treasure Christmas.  I hold all the warm memories close to me and shun the new trend to be politically correct with greetings of, "Happy Holidays!"  I celebrate the birth of Christ with much joy and gratitude,  yet I am not a traditional Christian.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go through many of the traditional rituals, though my goal is to embrace only those traditions I can manage with ease.  Cards seem not to be my style anymore.  I love the ones I receive and try to relax my traditional response.  I love the trees and lights in the windows of my neighbors, thank them in my heart, and am grateful that as an apartment dweller my doing less is possible without explanation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year it seems I've done all I can do while also attending the shifting energy of the planet. This Solstice rotation has been a challenge and a blessing in service.  I'm reflecting longingly on the days not long ago when I was sleeping 8 hours a night.  These days I find myself awake at 4:00 a.m., opening my heart to the day with gratitude, honoring what I can do for our planet, while gratefully accepting all the help I can get to take care of life.  Thank you, God, for meditation naps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grateful to have partners who understand the dichotomy.  How would we hold our balance without dear friends in body and in Spirit who share the assignment and support us on this astonishing journey.  The new planet in this crystal frequency is still learning itself, as you and I are learning ourselves, differently from the way humans have ever done before us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, what gratitude and wonder.  Macy's was busy yesterday, as we were there for Santa and the show.  We couldn't have picked a better day; 30 deg. weather, and absolutely NO lines!  Santa, we decided, was t&lt;i&gt;he real Santa, &lt;/i&gt;not a helper.  He was perfect, from his real beard to his twinkling eyes.  Andrea and I agreed, we loved best of all the gorgeous, animated trees in the Elves show.  Shannon would not disclose what she whispered in Santa's ear, secretive and busy enjoying her cotton-candy-flavored ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve is dinner and gifts at their house, then off to a church service that includes the children.  Christmas day is at Mom's.  I chose a simple oven meal to simplify our day, and Mom will make her traditional fruit salad, especially to please my cousin, Cheryl, who no longer has many memories - except the holiday fruit salad we all enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of you, I wish warm memories and joy in the celebration of Christ who brings us the message of love.  His mystical energy lifts us out of the stress and into the crystal frequency of New Earth.  This Christmas, as never before, we celebrate the birth of a new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until our next visit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1310016185008579019?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1310016185008579019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1310016185008579019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1310016185008579019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1310016185008579019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-merry-christmas.html' title='Merry, Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-5867712650743662665</id><published>2010-12-16T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T09:04:02.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets and Beliefs</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Secrets kill."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, in a process very involved and still moving through layers of integration and understanding, I explored in meditation deep layers of belief; beliefs about a number of things that affect the quality of my life.  Then last night I had a dream involving disease passed on from one person to another; disease that when kept secret created an epidemic killing many. The final message was, "Secrets kill."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've given this some thought this morning and realize the two experiences, beliefs and secrets, are related in our current cycle of human evolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have secrets; parts of ourselves that remain private because they affect no one else and which are parts of the personality through which we are evolving.  Because they are private, we feel the freedom to explore them at our own pace, perhaps revealing them once we feel secure in what we have achieved.  And some private parts of us will never be revealed because they are as personal to us as our genetic makeup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secrets that kill are secrets we keep because we are ashamed or self-conscious of these thoughts, behaviors or conditions.  We believe at some level that if the secret were revealed we would not be loved or accepted; worse, we fear we would be judged, even shunned.  Fear is the key word here.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secrets that are kept because we are afraid will kill us because fear is the opposite of love, and love is necessary to create a balanced environment, whether that is in our external or internal world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this post is not about running willy-nilly through our lives purging all of our secrets to achieve balance.  No.  This is about breathing and feeling into our secrets to ask ourselves how we feel while holding on to them.   And I personally find that approaching one secret at a time is manageable, while feeling all of the private thoughts at once feels too defeating.  So the key is not to layer one on the other.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Layering, in fact, may be an escape mechanism; what feels too big we will avoid at all costs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharing a secret eventually may prove cathartic.  Having explored its effect in life and released the fear, we may be inspired to share it as part of the steps we take to be fully free of its toxic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;effect.  There are no rules.  You are Creator of all of your beliefs and rules, so you decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may also find, in exploring what we hold in secret, that it turns out to be a belief about ourselves that would not have meaning or importance to anyone else.  In fact, this you may find this is true more often than not.  And then we can appreciate how &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;we have poisoned our systems, creating physical symptoms which are the result of a secret we have held in fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wisdom now says, "All secrets held in fear are poison to your bodies - physical, mental and emotional.  Symptoms will appear somewhere.  This is your journey.  Ease or dis-ease.  Always your choice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you Ease,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-5867712650743662665?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5867712650743662665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=5867712650743662665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5867712650743662665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5867712650743662665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/secrets-and-beliefs.html' title='Secrets and Beliefs'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6092376110725431669</id><published>2010-12-14T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:22:33.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring Soul</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soul comes up as a subject to explore this morning.  And because it is very cold in Minneapolis, and the soul seems a lovely warm place to me, it feels appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never explored the beliefs of other cultures regarding soul, and my influence is primarily Christian, so I will use those to reflect on what I have learned since opening to Wisdom.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were taught that the soul is within us; that each of us has a soul of our own and that it holds all the parts of us that we are working to correct.  We also learned that the soul belongs to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our soul is the part of us that knows God and when we die it goes back to God.  This has confused me.  How can the soul hold both our problem and our perfection?  Now, even Christian teachings differ on some of these details, and that confused me even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wisdom has taught me a very different way of thinking about Soul. "Imagine, they said, "that in the beginning a limited number of souls were created.  And for the sake of discussion, imagine that only 144,000 souls were created.  Just that many and no more for all of eternity."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That set me back on my heals.  With all the human beings who have occupied the planet since the beginning of time, that would have to mean that we would have to share souls.  What other explanation could there be?  So I asked for further information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each person is unique in the Cosmos.  Each has themes or assignments to fulfill in his or her journey on the planet.  And each is a facet or spark of a larger soul.  So there are soul families or groups and each person is related by their soul to one another.  Our human family, related by blood, is a way to think about a similar relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Souls are magnificent creations, each carrying common assignments or themes.  The goal is that each soul complete itself by fulfilling its assignments for the whole.  Once all assignments are achieved; once all souls are filled with all the human experience necessary to complete those themes, then all souls will return to the core of Cosmic Consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we take this journey on Earth, the Soul serves as our personal Resource Center.  From Soul we are sustained and inspired to achieve our life assignments.  I like to use a quart crystal cluster as an example.   You are the crystal extension, growing from the base cluster (Soul).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The base cluster is drawing energy from Earth.  In this illustration, Earth represents Creator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we grow and change, mature and achieve our goals, our facets multiply; we continue to draw on Soul, and Soul draws on Creator.  We are always supported and supplied.  The connection cannot be broken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your personal share of Soul is the energy that connects you to all others of your Soul Group and insures that the Cosmic Conversation continues.  You meet others of your group and feel a connection.  It can be powerful.  These connections help us to exercise the human dynamic. Relationships insure that we complete our assignments, and those we share with others of our Soul Group are particularly compelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soul, then, is as Christians teach, both our challenges and our solutions.  But absent of the concept of sin, we choose and learn and Become with Soul as the incomprehensible backup System. The absence of  external judgement lifts us up and places us squarely and simply in choice.  We are choosing and expanding Mind.  Becoming does not just mean for or of myself. Becoming means fulfilling a greater Consciousness as well as realizing my personal adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6092376110725431669?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6092376110725431669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6092376110725431669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6092376110725431669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6092376110725431669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/exploring-soul.html' title='Exploring Soul'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-5973009521691811639</id><published>2010-12-08T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:36:17.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Across the Globe, Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Greetings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having previously related an incident in my building that triggered old vulnerabilities, I thought that a follow-up would be natural.  Also, relating this experience, I further integrate what passed between me and my neighbors yesterday.  Intention, then action, are good, but integration completes the cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing into "right timing," I was inspired to knock on their door about 4 p.m. and found that the young man, a high school senior, was home to interpret, and his mother and father were there relaxing.  They enthusiastically invited me into their home, served me a delicious fruit drink, and told me how happy they were that I had come to visit.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They speak Arabic and have been in America from their homeland, Iraq, only since June. Each of them speaks some of our language, but the son is most fluent.  He informed me that he had been excused from an after-school practice, so he was home 2 hours early and his mother had been in hospital for a minor procedure two days earlier. The synchronicity delighted all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are very happy in our neighborhood and told me that the neighbors are friendly and very helpful.  I, in turn, told them that when I went to Holy Land Market, the owner, an Arab, helped me to choose the right gift for an Iraqi family. We all agreed that the world is becoming a more integrated community and we are happy to see it evolving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baghdad, they tell me, is a multi-cultural community.  Though Muslim, they celebrate Christmas and believe all paths lead to one God.  Tears come once again as I feel how touched I am by these warm, like-minded neighbors.  And I could have missed this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could have let the incident of two months ago become a wall between us.  In the card I gave them, I reflected on the song, "Let There Be Peace on Earth."  What I did not know until yesterday was that I did not take the first step toward peace.  Some time recently they attempted to deliver a traditional Iraqi dinner to me, but I was not home.  The woman would like us to meet occasionally to practice her English.  I will be learning some Arabic. Who could have guessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our step is just one of the many steps being taken across the planet; steps necessary to achieve peace.  What governments may try to do, people, one on one, achieve.  We all agreed that the more we know one another, the less we fear.  The less we fear, the more we realize we are alike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you all Peace, Now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-5973009521691811639?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5973009521691811639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=5973009521691811639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5973009521691811639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5973009521691811639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/across-globe-peace.html' title='Across the Globe, Peace'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4804414350961324605</id><published>2010-12-07T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:56:33.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices with Ease</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being human is all about choices, isn't it?  This or that, up or down, fly or drive, shop or stay home, Best Buy or Walmart.  And making choices is exercising free will.  The catch is, we only want to make the &lt;i&gt;right &lt;/i&gt;choice.  Now, System will tell us that any choice is the right choice.  We can't miss.  From each choice we learn, and learning is what being human is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I am exploring how to choose with increasing accuracy; choosing to achieve an outcome we prefer.  Choice then becomes an exciting exercise in living with ease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprise, surprise, breath is the key to choosing with greater assurance.  We can and do improve the quality of our lives when we can relax into choosing.  We don't need to hear voices in response to questions about what to do, how to choose, although this can and does also happen when we pose a question and breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, for clarity, breathing is the natural means to release our mental and emotional activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choices are not made accurately from logic or emotion.  It is certainly possible to choose  while also using logical process, but our accuracy is hugely enhanced by relaxing logic and emotion with breath.  Logical process increases tension in the body because it is from our density. Physical, mental and emotional conditions are borne of Earth. Wisdom/Mind is borne of Spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breath releases us to our Wisdom, releasing the denser parts.  And from Wisdom all is Known. Trusting this creates an environment through which a choice serves us better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example:  Yesterday I went out on errands and needed ink cartridges for my printer.  Office Max does not carry Kodak inks, but I was told I could get them at Best Buy.  I set out and made two other stops, then breathed and realized I was thinking about Walmart.  Walmart is not my shopping preference, but it is closer to me.  Then I thought about the ink again and breathed - again.  With Best Buy and Walmart in front of me as options, I breathed again.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;When I thought about Walmart my body relaxed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  Letting go of logic, I drove to Walmart.  Not only did they have my ink, I was able to buy three other items that had been on my list for a while.  I did not think about what I needed, just breathed, wandering through the store, finding each item with ease.  How lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This example is just one that illustrates we need no special skills to live with greater ease.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all breathe.  We can all tell when our system is tensed or relaxed.  Like any other skill, we get better the more we practice.  How important is the quality of our lives?  Where do we choose to use our energy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exercising free will is the way we learn, and it turns out that how we learn to use our free will teaches us even more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you ease, now and always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4804414350961324605?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4804414350961324605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4804414350961324605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4804414350961324605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4804414350961324605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/choices-with-ease.html' title='Choices with Ease'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6934533116902985833</id><published>2010-12-06T07:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T08:26:37.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmic Change</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo today of the solar filament on NASA's site - I go to "space weather" on my search engine - is simply spectacular and well worth your time to visit.  The image is remarkably like an angel and promises to last for a while yet before collapsing.  Since I don't believe in coincidence, and NASA is not in the business of creating spiritual images, I am touched by this. What a privilege to have such easy access to photos of our Cosmos and its changing face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nancy O. tuned me into the site and today's image.  For the past several months we have been remarking also on the shift in the sun's rising location and of the change in the light.  As long as I have lived here, it has never before risen so far on either side of the east.  We know our axis has shifted, as reported by our scientists, but when we see the difference in the light we can take so much for granted, the impression is deep.  It changes us within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so aware that the journey we take is new.  We feel differently; we encounter life in such an altered state.  What we are able to see is changed.  Other dimensions are more visible, and our vision is altered by internal evolution.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, we do not have sufficient language to speak with authority about what we have created and what &lt;i&gt;seems&lt;/i&gt; to have been created around us without our permission. The change is similar to a new fruit showing up on a plate in front of us.  Would we even know it was a fruit?  Aren't we more comfortable eating something when we can name it and define its purpose for our system?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breath is the way to adjust to this change.  Breath allows our Inner Wisdom to inform us, to identify the new, and it helps us to relax into accepting the new reality in each evolving stage. While we have explored this previously on these pages, I believe it helps us to breathe more easily and to adapt with greater ease when we talk about it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We explore and Become.  And while changes certainly are occurring outside of us, the most wondrous discoveries of all lie in the terrain within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6934533116902985833?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6934533116902985833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6934533116902985833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6934533116902985833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6934533116902985833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='Cosmic Change'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1826832799631919911</id><published>2010-12-04T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T08:27:59.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Script is this Anyway?</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another lovely client prompts this posting on a cold and snowy December morning.  I am so grateful for a warm home; for family and friends in this dimension and in Spirit whose warmth is like a glowing fireplace.  And how grateful I am for the people who expand the Consciousness by their curiosity and willingness to take what is often the more difficult path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our traditional path is one more often focused on the external journey.  We are prone to reacting to the behaviors and conditions of people around us.  We do not intend to judge, but we are trained to see in others what might be changed and react as if we know what might work better for them, all in the name of caring for them and wishing them the best of life.  I cannot count all the ways this behavior has occupied my thoughts and controlled my life. Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The means to achieving a life of balance, of peace, is to instead focus on the interior journey.  As we are able to shift attention, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;redirecting our attention from reaction to breath&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we can do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The centerpiece of my external journey is my life with Dick McCoy.  Sixteen years of judging, reacting, "fixing," and wishing it were all different still causes me to shudder.  It is true that this man was not an easy assignment; not for me, not for him.  In the name of "helping him," I tried a lot of things.  And at the same time did try to take care of myself.  But he was the reason, I was sure, that I was so unhappy.  He was the source of pain in our family.  His behaviors surely stood out as evidence.  It is true that we suffered from his anger.  It is true that the tension in our home was palpable.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And it is true that my reaction to him left no room for change.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were frozen in a dynamic that controlled us and left little room for joy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I filed for divorce in 1978.  Lo and behold, divorced, single, I was still the same unhappy person. I had not changed.  I had only changed the circumstances.  But from that place we each began a journey toward knowing ourselves better.  Without him, I had nothing to push against.  And once I replaced the resistance with internal reflection, I had to face myself. This came slowly, but it did come.  It's quite a challenge to face the fact that our part in the script is equal to the part of one whose behaviors are more obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of us can look at our lives and ask who out there in our world plays this role for us.  They give us something to push against - or to embrace - with the belief that if we just stick long enough, try hard enough, they will change.  Perhaps the latter is the more engaging and dangerous, because we live in the illusion of an altruistic pursuit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every one of us is fulfilling a self-directed assignment.  And every one of the people in our lives is cooperating in providing us what we need to achieve it.  Those like my former husband - now deceased - provide the most obvious roles to trigger what we are here to learn.  My "home" work was powerful.  He couldn't have played his role more effectively for what I had assigned myself to learn.  I did not trust myself, so how in the world could I expect that he would provide me a partner I could trust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people, friends, siblings, parents, co-workers, neighbors, politicians, priests and pilgrims may present opportunities for us to know ourselves better with roles not so obvious.  Their behaviors may be more subtle. The script they are reading may be very loving or filled with authority, yet triggering us in certain behaviors that are unique to them. But they are persistent.  And they are cooperating with us at levels that may surprise us.  They must hold their place in our script until we wake one day and say, "Wow, this is my script.  What I have written no longer serves me best?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  It is not about them; this is all from me and about me?!  And I can rewrite it!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can rewrite the script by shifting our attention from that other person or situation with BREATH.   One breath, or 10 when necessary, shifts attention from the external stimulation to the Sacred within.  Oh, their script will be compelling.  We may struggle.  After all, their behavior has engaged us; if they will just read their lines differently all will be solved and they will be surely be happier. (And, oh by the way, I will feel better.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sacred within is the place where, when we breathe long enough, our Spirit reveals to us the means to live in a new reference point.  It informs us, with an epiphany, or over time, what we can do to live the more peaceful life.  It reveals the theme, the essence of the assignment, as we are able to relax and allow it.  In those moments of clarity we reclaim ourselves.  And we know love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are such curious and extraordinary beings!  How creative we are.  How persistent in our scripts.  We pursue our assignments, no matter how challenging.  Because there is not judgment from those in Spirit who love us, they are not impatient with us.  They support us in our struggles and in our victories.  We are learning ourselves as best we can and we are expanding Consciousness with every adventure in the human condition.  We are very brave. And we are loved.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next page in this script,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1826832799631919911?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1826832799631919911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1826832799631919911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1826832799631919911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1826832799631919911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/whose-script-is-this-anyway.html' title='Whose Script is this Anyway?'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-393425706463436030</id><published>2010-12-01T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T09:21:49.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benefits of Virtual Realities</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, December, and hello to all of you with whom I share this amazing journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lovely client last night prompts more thought about our realities, so thought sharing it with you I might realize even more wisdom from it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her Group likened all the scenarios in our lives to virtual reality games we choose to play or to simply observe.  In her situation, and in our lives as well, we live a good deal of our lives reacting to the expectations and influences of other people.   Or perhaps it is a situation that does not involve us, except that we observe it and it trigger something within us.  Do I want to involve myself in the realities of others, or do I choose to stand apart, observing and allowing all of that virtual reality play itself out without me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That doesn't mean we are not involved.  Observing, we are involved to some degree.  And if I react, it is because somewhere within my Plan, I recognize a situation not yet personally resolved.  It is mine, somehow, somewhere.   Consciousness being what it is, we cannot be separate.  The question is, how much of my energy will I invest in the scenario.  &lt;i&gt;The more I react, the more it controls me; the more it controls me, the more I react.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An aging person I know who feels an increasing loss of control in her own life, reacts strongly to a friend whose situation seems out of balance and detrimental to her well being.  While completely understandable in our 3-D world, the reaction dims her own joy.  Conversation about every person's Perfect Plan doesn't "fix" the situation for my friend.  That's OK, it's not mine to fix, but I feel it's OK to contribute where I can, breathe and let it go.  Sometimes it is clear that I need simply to breathe, observe the person or situation in the Sacred and release it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning is in the observing.  Where do I react most?  What does that say about me and how does it apply to my own experience?  Judgement aside, observing teaches so much.  We are human so we are going to react.  Breath takes us from reaction to observing; perhaps releasing it from our own 3-D reality, placing it instead on a virtual reality screen simply to observe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-393425706463436030?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/393425706463436030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=393425706463436030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/393425706463436030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/393425706463436030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/12/benefits-of-virtual-realities.html' title='Benefits of Virtual Realities'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7109064364765388807</id><published>2010-11-29T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:48:43.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs and Altruism</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This from Nancy O. tickled me:  What does a dyslexic agnostic do when he can't sleep?   He lies awake wondering if there is a dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a few days dog-sitting while my son and family were away for Thanksgiving, I love this joke all the more.  Their dogs are Bel, Ursa and Luna, all females and all large, loving dogs, each with a distinct personality, and all characters.   As I observed them, I was amazed at the tactics they use to get what they want and was struck again by their undisguised greediness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Domesticated animals are here to serve us.  And the unconditional love they offer us is priceless.  Their attention, though, is a conundrum. Do they really offer us attention without expectation, or is all their attention based on what they need from us?   As human beings, how often do we really offer ourselves or our gifts without expectation or association of some kind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this season of gratitude and giving/receiving I ponder again the human condition and how much of what we offer is unconditional.  People who give anonymously are rare.  An amazing couple at the church we attend is matching charitable gifts, up to $5000 each, and encouraging gifts of at least $100.  They announced this a church, and were duly applauded for this generous offer.  I am as impressed as anyone, and I do not question their altruism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time I am reminded of a movie, &lt;i&gt;Magnificent Obsession&lt;/i&gt;, that so inspired me years ago.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;In it, a doctor dies and his wife is visited by a deluge of people who want to tell her how much they owe her husband.  He would give them gifts of money and tell them there were two conditions: they could tell no one and they could never repay the money.  If they tried, he would tell them he couldn't take it; it was "all used up," and encouraged them to "give to some other poor devil."  He payed out the energy and believed in doing so that it was used up in the giving. &lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;And it had to be anonymous.  This is true altruism. &lt;i&gt; Pay it Forward&lt;/i&gt; also explored this principle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we give at the U. U. church, because they believe in a budget based on knowing what funds will be available, we are asked to pledge.  I understand the dynamics, but I was taken aback when I received a pledge review by mail.  Thinking how I could do this differently, I realized I could continue to give anonymously or I could comply with pledging and help the church budget its monies.  As long as I choose to attend this church with Mom, I owe them accountability because it is their way.  But you can see that I'm not comfortable with it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By contrast, my home church in Duluth does not ask a pledge.  We pay an annual membership fee, the amount determined by our conscience, and an offering is taken each Sunday.  What a marvel to me that they are fiscally stable and have managed all of this largely with anonymous contributions and a volunteer board.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beliefs of a person or a church become their reality.  Beliefs manifest in the physical world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are alchemists.  We create our circumstances.  If we believe people must be accountable, and if we operate with a need to be acknowledged, then true altruism is not at work.  I believe this is a belief that limits creation.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize that I am supporting a core metaphysical principle which is not comfortable for all of us yet.  And I believe that when we are able to release accountability, we will have evolved to a place in our creation when we will be tapping the All That Is without restriction.  The Flow will be well beyond what we now enjoy.  And we are evolving.  I believe that each time we make an anonymous contribution, whether that is with money or some other gesture, we expand Consciousness toward our goal of unfettered Flow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And think how nice and empty the mailbox will be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7109064364765388807?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7109064364765388807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7109064364765388807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7109064364765388807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7109064364765388807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/dogs-and-altruism.html' title='Dogs and Altruism'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1583675605836616291</id><published>2010-11-23T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T09:35:02.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Designing the New Self</title><content type='html'>Greetings and a Happy Thanksgiving to All!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A generous and inspiring friend allows me to share her epiphany with all of you as a centerpiece for this posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changing self is the only change.  Whatever in life that does not please us, if we want to change it, the change will come through self or not at all.  And don't we run the gambit of alternatives in search of the happiness we know we deserve, but which seems just out of reach?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often System has told us that we do not begin change at the point of realization.  We have begun the change, and then the realization comes as part of the process.  This is true of my friend.  The epiphany is a punctuation mark to tell us how far we have come, and that having bravely taken the journey, we are able to reveal the Wisdom of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are always in a state of change.  As System told me many years ago:  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Your questions mean you are not stuck.  People who are stuck don't know there is a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  I love this bit of Wisdom.  It has comforted me often.  If I am anything, I am curious.  The hunger to know, or to at least think I know, is a constant in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Change begins with me.  The musical piece, "Let There Be Peace on Earth," says it so well.  "Let peace begin with me.  Let this be the moment now."  The change toward peace must begin within me, just as any change in our world must begin here.  And how am I to affect peace except by feeling it within and expressing it in the greater Consciousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago I reported an incident of violent behavior in my building that triggered old vulnerabilities. While I can say that I have resolved my inner drama, I have not gone the next step to contact my neighbor.  Language barriers seemed a good reason not to reach out. I've investigated the Islamic calendar and see that December 7 is their New Year celebration. On that day I will make a gesture of peace and hope this will bring me back into harmony with my next-door neighbors.  Waiting for a gesture from the source of the drama may seem logical, but if peace is to be, it must begin with me.  My personal peace is more important than how I might be perceived by them.  And so the remedy is a gesture; one with no expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've marveled in the past at stories of people who reach out to establish a relationship with an individual who has committed a crime against them;  a mother who reaches out to the drunk driver who killed her daughter; the man who finds within forgiveness for the the woman who wrongly accused him of rape and cost him several years of his life in prison.  Courage and a desire to change self must motivate them.  It has the healing effect on the other person, but the inspiration comes from a desire to achieve change within self.  They all tell the same story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a new and sunny day.  Change is going on within and I see it all around me.  Shifting to accommodate change is a daily journey.  We can breathe and flow with it, or focus on it and freeze it in time, struggling and wishing it were not so.  The evidence of our choice is so powerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In gratitude for all the people in my life, changing and courageously persisting, I celebrate this holiday and hope for all of you great ease and joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1583675605836616291?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1583675605836616291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1583675605836616291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1583675605836616291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1583675605836616291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/designing-new-self.html' title='Designing the New Self'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4969419173035653723</id><published>2010-11-17T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T07:24:25.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Support System, Part II</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Phyl is on my mind this morning, so I am reminiscing and meandering.  She was/is a character; my mother's aunt, therefore my great-aunt.   Everyone should be blessed to have such a character in their lives.  She was a small woman, with a snap in her eyes and a sharp wit. Mother and I decided she must have been an "It Girl" in her time.  She did have "it," attracting the attention of men even in her later years.  A self-professed flapper in her day, she loved riding behind handsome gentlemen on their motorcycles.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Phyl began life as Philemon, a French name she hated.  So when she could, she changed it to Phyllis.  When I came along Mother named me for her, and I am grateful.  Raised Catholic, she bent and broke rules the Pope probably never thought to write down.  She was married twice and had a child with each man.  I knew her daughters, and they were as different as night and day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her life was not easy.  She and her sisters, one of whom is our maternal grandmother, were farmed out to relatives when they were quite young; when their father married a French woman who did not like them.  Aunt Phyl learned to appreciate life and she had a selfish streak that gave me a lot to think about as I grew to know her.  Her sharp tongue let you know where she stood and what she wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated our January birthdays together a few times, and on her 90th we celebrated at Mom's, with their cousin, Richard.   She reflected on her age as we were leaving and said, "I don't mind so much getting older, except my dingly-danglies fall to my knees!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she passed, just short of her 93rd birthday, I realized I would miss her more than most. That spark was special.  And when I woke this morning, feeling her energy all around me, I needed to take this time to honor her as she is, here and now, always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Support Systems are more than we know.  They consist of family and friends with whom we share our lives, both their 3-Dimensional and their Extra-Dimensional selves; the people who have left their human suit behind but continue relationship with us; the folks we've never met who are other aspects of us; the Masters and Angels who attend us.  Our Support Systems exceed any linear understanding.  Considering this expansive Consciousness, spiraling out and out, inward and ever inward, it's a travesty that we do not consciously and intentionally utilize it every moment of every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our entourage is impressive.  Thank you, each of you, for connecting with me, as I am grateful to connect with you.  Thank you, Aunt Phyl, and each facet of my Support System for your service.  I am more committed than ever to remembering how generously you offer your support, for those things that feel important and for items that feel insignificant; remembering what God told me:  "Phyllis, whether it is world peace or a hangnail, if it feels important to you, then it is important to us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing into the Possible,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4969419173035653723?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4969419173035653723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4969419173035653723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4969419173035653723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4969419173035653723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/support-system-part-ii.html' title='Support System, Part II'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-8180660064997777667</id><published>2010-11-16T06:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T07:54:30.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtain-Turning and Support Systems</title><content type='html'>Greetings to You and Winter!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Support Systems are on my mind this week, especially since a major curtain-turning incident over the weekend.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now with new perspective from my sister's life, I'm really inspired to share it with you.  An unexpected and perfect experience filled Judith's life yesterday.  A friend from her study group was in physical crisis, and Judith became his support system, driving him to the hospital and calling his family to notify them of his situation.   She was so grateful to realize the presence of his wife who passed several years ago, guiding Judith, comforting her husband and obviously providing the Support System they both needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What amazing design &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kaleidoscopically&lt;/span&gt; turns and falls into place to create such an opportunity for serving and being served?  It's a curious and spectacular plan, isn't it?  Judith was willing to serve; she was also open and willing to accept the help that was available.  Balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do we serve and where are we served?  What service of yours is so precious as this?  I hope you appreciate what you offer others, whether it seems significant to you at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God says, "You are here to learn yourself, and hopefully to learn to love yourself along the way."  How are we to learn to love ourselves unless we can appreciate the value of our service?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Considering this, I breathe deeply to feel the exchange I've had with a person or in a situation where I am grateful to have served.  I'm getting better at it, yet we all need more practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've probably shared with you my curtain-turning experience, but if you haven't read the earlier blog entry, I'll share it again:  About two years ago I noticed the pretty edge of the heavy, cotton lace panel in my bedroom turned.  It was clearly not the way I had hung it.  I turned it back - only to find it generously turned again soon afterward.  I usually find the turning in the morning, but just to make sure I'd believe it, once it was turned so far outward while I was in the shower that I couldn't argue anymore.  When I get the message I sometimes have found it returned to its natural position.  Those in Spirit who love me use it to make a statement.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first reaction was, what am I doing wrong, or what am I not doing.  Over time I've realized that the message if simply and clearly a statement of support.  When I am most in need, the curtain is turned.  On Friday it was turned again, and the message was so clear:  "We are your Support System."  Strong encouragement to lean into that System comforts me and reminds me that I need more practice asking for help to support &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;everything I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We all have Support Systems.  And the support we offer others is not to be handled alone.  The challenge and the blessing is to breathe deeply into the All That Is, ask for help, then open fully to receive the awesome support always there to partner with us - in whatever we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-8180660064997777667?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8180660064997777667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=8180660064997777667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8180660064997777667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8180660064997777667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/curtain-turning-and-support-systems.html' title='Curtain-Turning and Support Systems'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7420801352888445525</id><published>2010-11-12T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T05:29:16.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice and Indulgence</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplicity and indulgence seem to be my themes this morning.  Contemplating Christmas this year means catalogues and shopping ahead.  The hustle and bustle of shopping the week before the big day used to give me a holiday feeling.  No more.  Selections from the ease of my sofa appeal to me this year, and I suspect for all those years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catalogues are finding me this year as never before.  I am delighted that the Vermont Country Store offers candies from my childhood.  Crystal Creams were always my favorite.  In the catalogue they are called French Creams; colorful creamy candies coated with crystallized sugar.  And I'll order Mom's favorite, Cream Filberts.  The prices are outrageous, but since they are the only candies I'll buy for Christmas - and they evoke such strong childhood memories - they are worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have memories and hungers it may not be possible to satisfy so simply as this.  We may, in fact, accumulate more hungers and their guilty associations than we resolve.  We are culturally influenced to deny those hungers as if they are insignificant, or worse, selfish indulgences.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Denying our hungers and pressing ourselves for service to the point of sacrifice leave us with deep hungers.  These yearnings are certainly deeper than any candy or other indulgence can satisfy.  Compensating behaviors can become addictions, and as I was reminded in a session with a recovering alcoholic, shame very often follows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When caught up in all the confusing feelings of addiction, it's not surprising that we fall into self-deprecation and shame.  My sister once said, "The shame feels wrong."  She is so right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Judgement further represses the roots of the addictive behavior, prolonging the agony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guilt and shame will not bring us to the outcome we prefer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wisdom says that our behaviors are not to be judged.  Our tendency is to judge ourselves or others, but those in Spirit who love us see these behaviors as the way we learn ourselves. Period.  And learning ourselves is the reason we are walking around here in this human suit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not intended to encourage our addictive behaviors, but to observe them as objectively as possible.  How does this feel?  What does it feel like afterward?  What do I get out of this, or what price to I pay for this indulgence?    Breathing is the key to accessing those feelings and to achieving the objectivity we need to move further away from the behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I will indulge myself in the healthiest ways I can and embrace the many ways to bring ease into my life.  We deserve the ease.  We've lived the cycle of self-sacrifice and we've learned as much about that condition as we need to.  We are people of service and that will not cease. We now learn to live in service without sacrifice.  The residual effects of sacrifice are still with us, and now we explore the means to climb out of that trench and into the light of Third Earth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7420801352888445525?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7420801352888445525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7420801352888445525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7420801352888445525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7420801352888445525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/sacrifice-and-indulgence.html' title='Sacrifice and Indulgence'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7861772604718347936</id><published>2010-11-05T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:26:34.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythms</title><content type='html'>Greetings!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have gratitude, but felt I'd overworked the greeting ~:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In past posts I've sure worn you out with reminders to breathe and release; to rest within self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had another reminder this morning of the reasons we do well to breathe therapeutically and find that Sacred Space within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reaching out to answer the phone soon after I got up - and realized the phone hadn't rung yet, simultaneously realizing it was about to.  And sure enough it did, and it was Mom.  Nothing at all serious, by the way.  After the call I found myself singing, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rhythm&lt;/span&gt;, I have rhythm," to the tune of, "Heaven, I'm in heaven, and my heart..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rhythm is the reason to breathe and release.  Our hearts work in rhythm, our breath is in rhythm - even shallow breathing - and our electrical impulses and pulses are rhythmic. The point is, our System knows rhythm and feels so much better, operates with harmony and ease, when we intentionally breathe deeply and regularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The longer we practice this rhythm, the more rhythmic is the life we lead; phone calls, spontaneous activity of all kinds.  Rhythm within, rhythm without.  We respond to inner signals to lead a more rhythmic life, and this applies to everything.  Living a life of increasing ease is something we all desire and a goal we can all achieve and enjoy.  I'm practicing with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7861772604718347936?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7861772604718347936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7861772604718347936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7861772604718347936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7861772604718347936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/rhythms.html' title='Rhythms'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4110685555179774523</id><published>2010-11-04T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T17:31:05.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!  Yes, There is Help</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just how far do we take an issue/a situation before we surrender it?  When do we, or when are we willing finally to turn it over?  Whose belief system isn't drenched with haunting voices that tell us we must do our very best to chase down the resolution, to reason it out, and to do the very best we can to understand it so that we can explain it others or convince them we know the best way to reach a happy ending?   Whew!  We sure have a lot of conditioning to outgrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so often, when we are involved in a complex situation, we are also have a tendency to shift perspective, looking through the eyes of others who are involved.  As we have discussed previously, this is dangerous territory.  Any time we split our perspective, our anxiety mounts because we are giving away our power.  Our attention is split, and our System, knowing this way of operating serves no one, fills us with symptoms/anxiety to notify us to change our approach.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only approach to any old or new issue is to breathe and release - just as soon as we possibly can.  We're so wonderful.  We are courageous and determined and faithful.  We do so much better than we think we can, and we deserve relief.   Relief comes from breathing and breathing again, asking for help and surrendering until we feel all the mechanisms fall away. We have so much help available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday a client asked about how to improve the ability to channel.  There is no need for us to be intimidated by the word, "channeling."  We all do it all the time, but it is so much a part of us that we don't realize what it is - until we begin studying Consciousness.  If we have a desire to expand our Consciousness, there are certain things we can do to improve our reception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Drinking water is essential.  We are electrical beings who operate best when fully hydrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Breathing helps us sustain an image or message until it is fully expressed.  We do have a tendency to get mentally busy, interpreting what we are seeing or "hearing."  Breathing helps us to collapse the mental and sustains the message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Speaking aloud to our support group/angels &amp;amp; guides, helps to evaporate our ideas of separation from all of those who would support and communicate with us.  And they do always support us, but when we imagine separation (and those beliefs can be strong) we create separation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Reconsider the idea of what "hearing" means.  On occasion, we hear physical voices from our guides.  More often, we receive through a stream of Consciousness that runs parallel with our own.  Using the technique of breathing therapeutically allows messages to enter our awareness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still Becoming in this area, especially when receiving my own counsel, I deeply appreciate the discovery process and treasure the results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4110685555179774523?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4110685555179774523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4110685555179774523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4110685555179774523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4110685555179774523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/help-yes-there-is-help.html' title='Help!  Yes, There is Help'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6643791994804083977</id><published>2010-11-01T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T03:31:31.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If It's Hard, It Isn't Meant to Be</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I nearly forgot my own rule:  "If it's meant to be, it will flow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And over the weekend, preparing a meal for my family, I did forget it, so here in the light of a lovely November 1st, I am reaffirmed.  If it's hard, if it doesn't flow, STOP.  It isn't meant to be, at least in the way I'm doing it.  And what an opportunity to streamline life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meal was from the heart.  The dish kept challenging me; the ingredients, the preparation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I kept on, and the result was digestible, but it wasn't the dish I first envisioned.  I had changed it in favor of  "doing something new."  And no one complained, but I wasn't satisfied. When I went to bed last night, I asked what it was about.  So.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I got up and checked my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;land line&lt;/span&gt; and had no service.  Now, to tell you the story of the cable company and the phone company (that also provides my wireless service) would only give you a headache and further congest the issue.  Any of you who have gone to the ropes with either of these technical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;octopuses&lt;/span&gt; already understands.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the more I explained and requested, the further into the abyss I went.  First the phone folks, then the cable people, and back again, until, on the advice of one supervisor, I had the phone in my hand to explain and request again and it hit me:  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If it's meant to be, it will flow&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;I choose to have no landline, and I have dismantled my phones.  If ever you called me on the 781 number, please erase it.  I have my cell phone and it will do the job.  I feel so much lighter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you old enough to remember the 70's projections that were made for the technology of the future?  It would simplify our lives.  We would have so much time to relax.  The truth is, humans have always found ways to complicate life as if the struggle justified our lives.  My next step is to simplify my cable TV life.   But not today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6643791994804083977?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6643791994804083977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6643791994804083977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6643791994804083977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6643791994804083977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-its-hard-it-isnt-meant-to-be.html' title='If It&apos;s Hard, It Isn&apos;t Meant to Be'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-883468183794021571</id><published>2010-10-30T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:22:55.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Got The Power</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life doesn't just happen.  But think about how many ways we respond to our experience as if we have nothing much to do with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are conditioned by our culture, by our family and by an existing Consciousness that holds our collective beliefs.  So it is no wonder that from the smallest of things to the most pervasive conditions, we have a tendency to accept what is without investigation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, it is true that we have explored much and evolved well beyond our ancestors' beliefs.  And we are on a journey that will transform the planet.  Here we are exploring and Becoming.  So let's consider in what ways we have created, and the power we have now to create differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We might think of ourselves as alchemists.  We use the energy within and around us to produce all that we need, from our groceries to the fulfillment of our dreams - or not.  The same power that produces what we want and need also produces the absence of those things.  In other words, there is no condition outside our creational realm.  How, then, can we reject the right action of our world?  It's not always what we would prefer, but it is always what we have created. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it is not always what we prefer, and we know we have all this power, then this is a perfect time to reconsider and create the conditions in our lives in a form that we do prefer.  I don't suggest that we have simply to wave a wand and everything would be transformed to our preference, but it's really a lot of fun to look at what we want and play around with it.  We not only serve ourselves, but expand the Consciousness exponentially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to believe that drying sheets with smaller items would cause lots of wrinkling when the small items tangled inside the sheets.  And that's exactly what would happen.  And it happened until I had just one dryer-full of items that included 2 sheets, and I decided to visualize all items tumbling separately and unwrinkled.  And that's exactly what happened and still does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we can visualize a parking place in a crowded area, we can create anything.  Some things seem inconsequential, yet affect our level of ease and bring us joy.  Some things we have created exist at our depths, and we may need more time and loving observation to affect a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love playing with recreating my life.  And I keep creating new ways to explore power.  This morning I realized I had a cumulative belief that I must work hard to earn what I have.  This is not new to me, and I've revealed some of the layers already, but waking with thoughts of old, terrible babysitting jobs, I asked aloud what this was about and ran into the still-influencing belief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We create not only the patterns, the belief systems, but also the means to bring these karmic threads to the surface and to relieve the affect of them.  Breathing sure helps to release the pressure and to reveal the Wisdom we need to achieve what we prefer.  With Wisdom we have life-changing Power.  With our in-born Power, anything is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joyful to be on the Journey with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-883468183794021571?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/883468183794021571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=883468183794021571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/883468183794021571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/883468183794021571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/weve-got-power.html' title='We&apos;ve Got The Power'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-8299618935871334924</id><published>2010-10-25T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T05:37:16.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness or Magic?</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Born in perfection, how can anything be wrong - in any aspect of our lives.  Yet, our evolution is drenched with superstition and teachings ostensibly designed to protect us or to fill us with fear and guilt to shape our behaviors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how can we place blame with those who initiated, or grew into, the beliefs that human beings were not capable of choosing for themselves and needed the structure of religious and social rules/laws that still shape cultures across the planet?  If we accept perfection in all things, then it's also true of those who developed the systems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are gradually changing this reaction to systems steeped in judgement; systems that dictate the ways we believe about ourselves.  Fears of retribution are fading, replaced by an increasing assurance that we design our own patterns.  Years ago I realized that having the responsibility for my life, the complementary side is the power to change it.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;We never have only one side of anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; If I have fear and love is the alternative, then the opposite is true, and both are within me at the same time.  Opposites always coexist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This remarkable evolution from limited thinking/reacting to expanding Consciousness and all the alternatives it holds is so exciting that I nearly jump out of my skin thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was considering this in the shower this a.m., I saw our vibrational layers as an illustration of our evolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visualize a pattern of horizontal layers, each layer vibrating at a different frequency, a bit like sound waves, each overlaying the other.   The lowest vibration is when we were merely reactive, surviving but realizing very little free will.  Gradually increasing in frequency, our vibration is at mid-range when we still feel controlled by systems that dictate our behaviors and our view of self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days we have not achieved the highest vibration if we are still in a physical body, but we can observe a higher frequency as we take back our power, less reactive and more proactive in our choices.   As we shift our Consciousness to embrace our Wisdom and our creational capacity, we reach new vibrational levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This all came up as I wondered about dementia this morning.  At what level are we operating in dementia?   How does it relate to our vibration?  It seems to me that dementia does not relate to Mind.  Dementia relates only to brain function.  Mind does not diminish.  Mind can only expand as we evolve because every experience expands Consciousness.  But the brain is subject to the effect of toxins, nutritional factors and the level of stimulation, to name a few we know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've observed folks demonstrating various levels of dementia who demonstrate strong intuitive skills; whose spontaneous responses give evidence that Mind continues operating while the logical, rule-based brain loses ground.  I believe that the person in dementia is not operating at a lower vibration.  I do wonder if, absent of the limitations of the left brain, the person is actually operating at a higher vibration than the seemingly "normal" person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again curiosity has led me on a merry chase through Consciousness.  Next time, the subject is, just how powerful is Mind, and what fun and practical things can we do with it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-8299618935871334924?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8299618935871334924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=8299618935871334924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8299618935871334924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8299618935871334924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/madness-or-magic.html' title='Madness or Magic?'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6799013317278666939</id><published>2010-10-23T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T08:39:07.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This overcast Saturday has sunshine in it.  Family members with various health issues are all recovering nicely; from surgery, a stroke, pneumonia, and Mom's tests were clear.  For all these reasons and more I am truly grateful today.  Sunshine, indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Times like these, when people we love are physically challenged, are times to reflect on what is truly important.  From day to day we can lose track of the good.  Our attention goes to what is most emotional, and it surely can feel big, compelling.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The emotional body is compelling, and it deserves our attention.  If not recognized for its unique wisdom, the symptoms it represents become mental messages.  If ignored there, the symptom goes to the physical where we are most likely to give it the attention it deserves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes the emotions come in a tidal wave.  Sometimes they prod us lightly.  Getting better acquainted with our emotional messages as they are arise informs us to so many more layers of wisdom than we can imagine.  Each of us is a storehouse of generations of memory and the wisdom associated those memories.  Our current life is inevitably linked to those memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do not need to recall the lifetime affecting us to benefit from the memory.  The emotional body holds the essence of those lifetimes, which are linked to the assignments of our current lifetime.  One experience comes to mind as an example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claustrophobia has always been an issue for me.  But imagine my surprise when, several years ago, I had an anxiety attack as the result of agoraphobia (fear of open spaces).  These two seem too opposite to both have meaning for one person, but when I reflected on the lifetime of Laurel, my WWII aspect who was held in a cage and abused in the concentration camp at Buchenwald; when I felt her complex fears, I could put it all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From that point I could allow myself the emotional reaction, breathe through it, speak to Laurel in Spirit, and reassure her that we are safe together.  I also thank her for revealing my assignment this time around, linked as we are in our soul's history.  I've seen enough of these correlating lifetimes through clients that I know the significance for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each of us is a compilation of centuries of memories.  They manifest as our contract or assignment for this lifetime, therefore expanding human Consciousness as we live and learn through it.  Each of us can access what is significant through our emotions.  We are all in charge of our own Creation, so each of us is capable of releasing symptoms that might otherwise compromise the quality of our lives.  This is a big subject, so if you have questions that might be addressed through the "comment" section, I would be happy to explore this further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6799013317278666939?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6799013317278666939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6799013317278666939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6799013317278666939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6799013317278666939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/greetings-in-gratitude-this-overcast.html' title=''/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-3052452634252261830</id><published>2010-10-22T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T06:19:56.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conscience and Consciousness</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;the globe that came bouncing across the I35 bridge at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; yesterday as I was driving Mom to the U. of M. Hospitals for her 4-year oncology checkup.  (All is clear, and we are so grateful)  I had to swerve to avoid this globe, and because I believe all experience is synchronisitic, (by the way, I know that's not a word) I first thought, "I wonder what &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;means?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to assume its most direct message and focus additional attention on Earth; making myself more available to messages that help me help our planet - and that I can share with you so that we multiply our effect for our home.  And now I know, there is more to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We simply have no idea to what extent we can help one another and the planet.  Oh, yes, we see the effect in an act of kindness, or how we connect with a client, a neighbor, a friend; we know in obvious, physical actions, and we are told that somehow our breathing supports Mother Earth's labor.  But the exponential effect of each act, each thought, each breath is beyond human understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A woman I've known for many years takes so seriously the effect her life has on others that she hardly draws an easy breath, concerned as she is that she is not doing enough. That is not my assignment this lifetime, but I am prone to assuming more responsibility than is mine.  I sometimes have to remind myself to breathe and release association with issues that are simply not mine to manage.   So I know what it is to over-commit, and I know what it is to live the internal life that seems self-centered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I've talked with a number of parents whose young adult children seem to be living selfishly.  This is not new behavior.   Read quotes from pundits throughout years and we see evidence that young people have always been accused of selfishness.  The young live internally, developing personalities we hope will prove their upbringing.  It's typical of this stage that they demonstrate less care and concern for others - especially parents - and focus energy on building an independent life in which they can feel secure on their own.   We can only trust what we have taught them, surrender - and look forward to grandchildren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Service to others is a sign of maturation.   Some show it earlier than others, but then there are those who seem never to "get it."  The Unitarian Universalist church we attend is a community of social conscience.  If you ever run out of ideas for service,  a U.U. church will provide the impetus.  My dear church in Duluth, though much smaller in numbers, also has a big heart for service and shows its maturation in community outreach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are a human community with lots of opportunities to serve.  Earth needs us.  There are those obvious ways we serve Earth; recycling, reducing our human footprint, seeking alternative power sources, etc..  All of these and more serve our planet in social action.  Calling to me again today are the contributions we can make to the planet through the less obvious but always vibrant Consciousness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can make a difference by expressing our gratitude for the day, for a sunrise or sunset, for the delight of a rainbow.  We can expand Consciousness by meditating on the Earth as the mother in labor, breathing and feeling the joy of a vibrant life, inviting conversation by commenting on the beauty we see and the abundance we enjoy.  In each of these and so many others, we speak to Earth, exponentially expand Consciousness, and support Earth in our evolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing this, I now know the why and what of the globe.  Thanks so much to each of you who joins with me in this blog.  Knowing you are there inspires a deeper discovery, and I learn along with you as each post develops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you, Mother Earth, for your service.  As we evolve out of our internal, immature life, we each know our parts better and reach out to serve you in turn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joined with all of you in service,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-3052452634252261830?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3052452634252261830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=3052452634252261830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3052452634252261830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3052452634252261830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/greetings-in-gratitude-lets-start-with.html' title='Conscience and Consciousness'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-662148111977557027</id><published>2010-10-18T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T07:18:11.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messengers</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears cleanse, rainbows inspire, and black squirrels always mean change in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed my latest black squirrel across the alley last week, running the length of the fence. I took note, of course, then two days later, as I was leaving the garage, he was sitting on the edge of our ramp, excitedly acting out and chattering.  I thanked him for his messages, and now know I'm launching &lt;i&gt;something. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A black squirrel ran up to the guest house I occupied the weekend in northern Wisconsin when I learned Synergy from Bill Buehler.  Expanding Consciousness through Synergy meditations profoundly changed the way I operate in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jus before my mother discovered her lymphoma and I then retired from my management job downstairs, a black squirrel came to the glass door of my office and stood looking in at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had never before or since seen any squirrel at that door.  These are not the only "black squirrel incidents," but the most profound.  Nature partners with us to deliver messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On October 2nd, on a clear blue, crisp evening on Lake Minnetonka, I had just completed a wedding ceremony for a lovely couple when someone in their family called out, "A rainbow! God's promise."  I turned to see a small translucent cloud in that clear blue sky, filled with a rainbow, and I echoed, "Promises kept."  Tears of joy sprang to the eyes of several people. Rainbows are gifts that inspire us.  They are truly messengers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My former husband, not a person to speak easily about metaphysical events, frequently saw red foxes and commented when he did.  Our kids gave him a lovely print of a fox, acknowledging his "power animal."  I've wondered since his death if his sightings signified events in his life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dream Saturday morning was of such emotional proportion that I am still revealing messages from it.  It brought forward a childhood event that terrified me, a previous life as a Jewish girl on her way to a concentration camp, and all of it colliding in one little girl's fearful and tearful face, saying, "Where am I going to school?" Repeating those words, over and over as I woke, all the emotion came to the surface and I sobbed for an hour.  These were important tears, and I let myself explore all the feelings.   Tears cleanse, and the emotional body will persist once we give ourselves permission to cry. What was suppressed becomes awareness.  We can be healed by our tears.  Dreams and tears carry messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you the awareness of your own messengers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-662148111977557027?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/662148111977557027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=662148111977557027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/662148111977557027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/662148111977557027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/messengers.html' title='Messengers'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2387463814488576784</id><published>2010-10-15T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:31:58.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, That Emotional Body</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when ya' think it's safe to go back in the water.... was the theme yesterday when the behavior of a neighbor brought me up short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of us are facing our unfinished business.  I've referred to this business as deep karmic threads coming to the surface for review, and it is true that we only bring them up when we have the current resources to resolve them.  I am so grateful for all of you whose counsel in our sessions prepared me for yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will simply say that a loud, explosive event next door triggered 32-year-old memories of an attack that changed my life.  Today, breathing more deeply and recalling my power, I am grateful to realize what I have resolved.  The threatening escalation yesterday did not trigger fear or resentments about my attacker.  I could clearly see how I had resolved that pattern. What I did experience was the basic human vulnerability in the face of a threat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becoming all that we can be, we will review basic, human instinctual patterns/beliefs.  When we think about our ancestors, we know that their survival depended upon quick reactions to potential threats.  We also rally to protect or defend ourselves.  It was essential to this human species as we have known it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what of the new human form that is in a state of becoming?  New form emerges as we complete these karmic threads.  And with that resolution, in the new form, we will know ourselves to be complete and inviolate.  We will gradually release primitive reactions as we realize our identities in The All That Is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I celebrate yesterday's exercise.  I appreciate the trigger/event equally with the tools I've polished to cope with it.   I am respectful of the past and comfortable with the person I am becoming.  My intention is to observe with increasing objectivity the person who lives next door.  He is my teacher, and I am grateful.  I still don't feel completely secure, but I'm getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's very helpful to remember that the emotional body cares not one whit for what we have mentally processed and (thought we) resolved.  The emotional inner child will persist as long as there are any remnants of karmic patterns.  That persistence is both uncomfortable for us AND reassuring.  I cannot think how disappointed I would be if I had the opportunity, yet left those threads randomly floating around in my Consciousness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the shower this morning, I saw a bright needle with a generous eye, and this thread was poised at the eye.  The message was, "You are threading your needle."  Hurrah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2387463814488576784?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2387463814488576784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2387463814488576784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2387463814488576784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2387463814488576784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/greetings-in-gratitude_15.html' title='Oh, That Emotional Body'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1206965150458170754</id><published>2010-10-15T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T06:10:01.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings in Gratitude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1206965150458170754?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1206965150458170754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1206965150458170754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1206965150458170754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1206965150458170754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/greetings-in-gratitude.html' title='Greetings in Gratitude!'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4841803654959550695</id><published>2010-10-12T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:49:33.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Archangel David</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love, love, love the way our messengers weave into our Consciousness to deliver the Wisdom we need, and do so with such power and grace that we can laugh while digesting the import of the message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, preparing for a client, I closed my eyes for one of my meditation naps and was surrounded by a presence, strong and sweet with clearly defined feathers.  He announced himself, "I am the angel, David, and this is about love."  Then he said that the source of our emotional bodies is the angelic realm.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was told many years ago that humanity is the first species to experience the mental, physical and emotional bodies all in one embodiment.  I've met beings who operate like computers. They are beings with advanced mental and physical properties who observe us curiously because the combination of their qualities plus the emotional is unique in the Cosmic Plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David's message is an extraordinary thought for me and very emotional.  Angels are the origin of all emotion.  We possess angelic properties!  Angels are not tasked with being human - ever - but now they tell us that their species endowed our species with their unique consciousness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their substance is at least one-third of our substance.  I tremble with the Wisdom of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next part of this is just as extraordinary.  I looked up Archangel David on the net today, and he is the archangel of stone.  He is loyal to Michael whose assignment is overseeing our planet.  And stone is the source of our minerals.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past few months I have received increasing messages about our water sources.  If we drink filtered water we are advised to supplement our diets with liquid minerals to support our immune systems. Especially, they tell me, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;autoimmune diseases are traced back to our drinking primarily filtered water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- from city systems, our tap filters and bottled waters.  Most of us do not drink the pure artesian or deep well water our forefathers did.  Even those of us with wells often soften or otherwise filter the water that comes through our taps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I know who has been "filtering" this information into my awareness, and preparing me for his introduction yesterday.  Archangel David, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wiser and grateful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4841803654959550695?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4841803654959550695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4841803654959550695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4841803654959550695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4841803654959550695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/archangel-david.html' title='Archangel David'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4473677865392838648</id><published>2010-10-12T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T07:52:37.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming All We Can Be</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Formlessness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The farther we travel into this new Earth cycle, the less form there is.  We are becoming a new version of human, and we can only achieve this new species by shedding the form we have known. The very nature of evolution is gradual, so, thankfully, we do not suddenly waken on a Tuesday in a form we do not recognize in the mirror.  But we feel differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clients relate in various ways the feeling they have that something they can't describe is unfolding in front of them.  They have a sense of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;anticipation without form.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We instinctively sense the revelation of the new self emerging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We get busy giving form to what we do not understand.  We feel disoriented without form.  We feel the formlessness and instinctively seek to bring into form something that provides us a focal point, such as a symbolic date, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;synchronistic&lt;/span&gt; number sequence, a life cycle event.  We are very creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because evolution simply is a state of being, what I am describing may sound like some meaningless rambling.  What I know is that, since the Spring Equinox in 2009, we are evolving at an accelerated rate that does impact our consciousness.   "What day &lt;i&gt;is it?"&lt;/i&gt;  And have you noticed the impression that time can be either compressed or stretched from one event to the next?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The acceleration rate is paired with disappearing perceptions that we were ever alone on the planet.  Crop circles are increasing and increasingly intricate.   Those in Spirit who love us are ever more visible and their messages come with greater ease.  Whether through sightings in the sky or in our homes, we are becoming One with the reality of our extended dimensions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To bring my life into focus, I greet each day by name as I watch the sun rise and express my gratitude.  I breathe deeply to begin the day, and throughout the day my breath anchors me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We integrate the new form as we breathe; all the more reason to make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt;  breathing our first priority.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another message is, "Water, lots of water."  And &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;check your mineral levels, especially if most of the water you drink is filtered or bottled.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We must replenish our minerals if we are to feel anchored in the new form, naturally exchanging energy with the Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, the places we will go," says Dr. Seuss.  Indeed.  Let's remember the resources available to us on this journey.  We have more support than we can imagine&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;.  We do have to ask and allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; if we can expect to enjoy all the help we are offered.  Partnership eases the journey.  I am grateful to be in partnership with all of you who link with me, here, and along all the bridges we create in person and in extended Consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4473677865392838648?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4473677865392838648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4473677865392838648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4473677865392838648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4473677865392838648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/becoming-all-we-can-be.html' title='Becoming All We Can Be'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2292962972664257098</id><published>2010-10-11T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T05:30:59.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Synchronicities and Curiosities</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cherish these days." This was the sweet response to my question regarding the 10-10-10 which many people across the planet commemorated yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love numerology.  I don't live my life by it, but when numbers come up that pique my curiosity, I am fascinated at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;synchronistic&lt;/span&gt;, mathematical features of our Cosmic structure. So I have two thoughts about the importance of dates such as 10-10-10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, whenever folks gather and invest in the expanding Consciousness, I breathe with them and applaud the effect on the planet.  Whatever belief brings people together in an intentional, loving movement has worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, as an amateur numerologist, I wonder how any date, leaving out one number in the equation, can have energetic significance.  Numerology relies on the mathematical perfection of any equation.  The year is 2010, which in numerology reduces to a 3, so yesterday was 10-10-3. That means that a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;synchronistic&lt;/span&gt; date this year would have been March 3rd.  Next year the "power day" would be April 4, because 2011 reduces to a 4.  But just watch the focus next year on November 11. (And I love 11s, so I get it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm as fickle as anyone about numbers, of course.  I loved that my son, born in '66, celebrated his 44&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday this year, and it falls on the 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of his birth month.  As I said, I love numbers and 11s, so I understand the fascination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What naturally occurs to me is that, from whatever we believe, we create.  If I believe a parking space will open for me in a crowded lot, it does, as it did yesterday when, after church, Mom and I drove to the most popular orchard for apples on a most perfect orchard day.  So if enough people believe in the power of a certain day, the focus in Consciousness has effect on Earth; not good or bad, right or wrong, but an effect directly related to the collective belief.  Christmas comes to mind.  We truly have no idea when Christ was born, though it was probably in the Spring, but we focus our attention on Christmas in December and enjoy the collective benefit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subconscious beliefs also produce effects.  We can do all of our homework, trusting that what we &lt;i&gt;think &lt;/i&gt;will produce the outcome we desire.  But if fear or conflicting belief underlies that conscious intention, then &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;the outcome will more likely relate to the fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.  And why is that important?  Yes, because we want outcomes that please us, but more significantly, our fears are symptoms.  And as we've discussed in an earlier posting, all symptoms are simply messengers seeking acknowledgement and resolution.  This is the way we grow and become - all that we can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let us "cherish these days," for the beauty in them, for our contribution to them, for the power in them that expands beyond anything we can understand.  I am inspired that we cherish one another; each of us a courageous linchpin in a Cosmic invention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2292962972664257098?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2292962972664257098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2292962972664257098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2292962972664257098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2292962972664257098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/greetings-in-gratitude-cherish-these.html' title='Synchronicities and Curiosities'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-8145268087322044076</id><published>2010-10-09T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T08:58:59.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consciousness as One Thing</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are days, and then there are days, and this is one of those; tired after a 32-hour trip to and from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bemidji&lt;/span&gt; and compelled to write no matter how I feel physically.  We, Mom and I, had a great visit with family, an easy drive with some color along the way, and grateful for this extraordinary weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever think about, especially when life is very full, what it is that carries us along?  Do we believe it is the hand of God?   Do we have faith that partners in Spirit, guides and angels, lift us up when we our energy flags.  Do we believe that we "get our second wind" from someplace inside of us, very self-reliant and self-sufficient?  Or do we not think about it all; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just toughing it out in a gut-level reaction to life. Or do all of these beliefs inspire us, all at the same time, or in stages as we grow and become?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading my son's blog about church-going folks vs. atheists or agnostics, I realized I had something to say that I had never before put into words, and that inspires this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in Consciousness.  I capitalize it because it is bigger than I can ever know while traveling in this human suit.  And we like capitalizing things we don't understand, don't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that Consciousness is One thing.  Like a sea in which we all swim; each part knowing each other part and each playing an essential part of the Whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that my task on the planet is to expand Consciousness.  I believe that is the purpose of the human journey.  One place I do that is in church, so I choose church family and structure to provide me an environment where I purposely expand Consciousness.  I also believe that when we join with others the expansion has an exponential effect, and that does not require church. That can be achieved in church or meditation, discussion groups, or any place where people explore beliefs and experience communion in Mind.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consciousness expansion occurs during my solitary meditations, conversations with all those in Spirit who fill my space, and exchanges with family, friends and clients.  I could expand Consciousness sitting in a cave with no human contact, but I believe most of us are intended to form relationships, providing the means to learn ourselves, thus expanding Consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind and Consciousness are equally capitalized in my reference, because I believe them to be one and the same.  Mind is not brain.  Brain operates the body and produces logic.  Mind is our collective Wisdom and includes the stored memory of the soul.  This, I believe, includes all the personalities the soul has produced since the beginning of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever our religious beliefs, if we join with others of like Mind, we probably capitalize the name of this Consciousness.  We call the deity, God, Allah, El, etc..  Then we deify our Masters; Jesus, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mohamed&lt;/span&gt;, Buddha, etc.,  causing interesting theological discussions.  And what of the Sacred in each of us?  Can we not as easily consider each of us a sacred expression of the Source of Creation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching a rerun of &lt;b&gt;Law and Order &lt;/b&gt;last night, I heard the A.D.A. say, "Whatever gets you from here to there is OK with me."  And that describes where I am.  Consciousness includes all beliefs, all names, all rites, all paths.  I was once told that the Twelve Tribes, created as the first generation of human beings, came from twelve different quadrants of the Cosmos and were all necessary to establish a dynamic of life that would serve that planet.  Not only to serve, but all were essential to create a grid of Consciousness that would support and preserve Planet Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every religion, then, is essential to maintain the Whole.  Every human being has purpose and holds a place in the Consciousness that is unique.  So whether my children attend church is of no consequence to me.  That we share a link in Consciousness and discuss our beliefs; that we expand consciousness even as we chat on the phone, all of that is precious to me.  We are learning ourselves through one another, thus we are expanding Consciousness.  Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Still Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-8145268087322044076?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8145268087322044076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=8145268087322044076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8145268087322044076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8145268087322044076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/10/consciousness-as-one-thing.html' title='Consciousness as One Thing'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4577520512541877436</id><published>2010-09-29T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T08:04:09.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations with System</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New practice opportunities arise, most times when we least expect them, of course.  My latest is with a virus that cropped up with symptoms Monday, in the middle of the night.  And while I am a bit fuzzy this morning, I thought this would be a good time to talk about consciousness in all things - including viruses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An organism too small to see with the naked eye has its own consciousness.  Our human cells have consciousness.  The space between the identifiable elements of our DNA is consciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching a special on DNA one day, I laughed out loud when the scientist identified the various known parts, and simply dismissed the space between them as insignificant.  Oh, my, science will one day catch up.  In the meanwhile, we can benefit from knowing that consciousness is what holds all of our parts together - and it hears every message we send it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've told the story many times of the incident several years ago when I was unpacking my car in a motel parking lot in Eau Claire, WI, and slipped on ice.  As I slid under the car, I heard and felt my knee pop and tear.  What a mess.  I was out of sight of the motel entrance, no one in sight, so I crawled to the side door, hoisted myself up and hopped to my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After crying for a while, I called my sister, Judith, who does absentee energy work, then I settled in to ask for help from the rest of my crew.  This guidance changed the way I think about our physical system.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I was guided to hold my knee, lovingly thank it for its strength and its determined service; ask it for its wisdom, then give it permission to recall its perfect function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first clients of the day were and are good friends who also helped me so much; going to the drug store to get a support bandage, etc.  I was able to see all my clients and to do the workshop I had scheduled.   I was so much better after the first day that I could stand up to take a shower - and tore the knee again!  So I redoubled my efforts, since I had obviously not received the message yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The consciousness in every cell of my knee listened to my messages of loving respect.  And I heard the messages the knee gave me; messages of resistance to going forward, fear of supporting myself entirely on this work, etc.  I heard them and I breathed them in and released much emotion over the wisdom.  The knee responded and repaired itself.  When I left the motel in a few days, I was barely limping, and the healing continued at an amazing rate.  Few things over the years have changed me so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I thought again yesterday about all of this, I realized several things.  A part of me would just love to succumb to the symptoms and be sick.  The kid part of me could just enjoy the chance to talk about my symptoms to anyone who would feel sorry for me and I could indulge myself in doing nothing.  Or, I could speak to the virus in my system and ask why I had invited it in, then remain open to whatever means I have to release its symptoms.  I've chosen the later. I've realized some of the wisdom and will continue today in a curious conversation with this visiting virus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My next step is communicating to my System that I choose to more consciously operate so that an injury or a virus will not be necessary to get my attention.  Now that is exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful that I have the time to attend to these exercises in consciousness.  I am also certain that we do not need "extra time," to accomplish our release from symptoms.  Being gentle with ourselves, surrendering expectations and continuing the journey, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;we can all benefit from a conversation with our symptoms.  They are simply messengers seeking to deliver important information that can bring us great benefit - if we will let them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Let's all be encouraged to explore the consciousness that is the primary element of every cell.  Every cell is aware. Every cell is responsive.  We are the explorers, and the terrain is within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4577520512541877436?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4577520512541877436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4577520512541877436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4577520512541877436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4577520512541877436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/greetings-in-gratitude-new-practice.html' title='Conversations with System'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-3666411229598628050</id><published>2010-09-27T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T09:23:04.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going SOMEwhere</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who are we, where are we going, and how do we find peace on the journey?  All these questions and more underlie our daily experience as we explore change and reveal Self to self.  Is it any wonder that more folks are questioning relationships, locations, jobs, inspired actions, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find myself relocating pictures/art work on my walls; changing energy in my personal space and finding a deep satisfaction in doing so.  Eliminating possessions also satisfies and frees me.  Just because I have room for those things does not mean that they serve my most inspired life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear, "Forms collapsing."  Old forms no longer serving us collapse and leave room for the expansion into a new shape that serves the inspired Self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this morning, I heard, "All invested for you.  All you will ever need or desire."  What is true for one of us is true for all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying on for size all the options of a life revealing itself in front of me.  The image is of an unrevealed future; what is in front of me veiled by a billowing curtain.  Each step I take revealing more as my movement is echoed in the retreating curtain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am floating today, levitating from space to space.  Come on in.  The air is fine, and then there is no air, which only means learning to breathe in a new energy.  What will human become?  I am so excited to be on the planet as we all learn what that means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am, Phyllis Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-3666411229598628050?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3666411229598628050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=3666411229598628050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3666411229598628050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3666411229598628050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/going-somewhere.html' title='Going SOMEwhere'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1593710357813817779</id><published>2010-09-22T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T07:52:38.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections and Creations</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much in my heart this a.m. as I think of the past week:  my sister, Judith, here with me for 4 days; our incredible time with Nancy O. and time Judith and I spent with Mom; time with J's husband, too, and his process in releasing his mother; the astonishing angels, literal and symbolic who helped me prepare for the trip to my church in Duluth and my church family there - a thriving little church that, since 1986, miraculously supports itself without a presiding minister.  I am so very grateful to know a group of people so brave and inspired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all of this while observing the courageous persistence of friends and clients who reveal new dimensions of themselves, struggling, yet finding within themselves and each other unexpected resources.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Creation piece has repeated itself, so here we go, folks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are such fabulous Creators!  We provide food for the table, create clothing, transportation - you name what you have and you have created it.  Yes, we do so in collaboration with Cosmic Creator/God, but if we did not initiate it, it would not be.  So we are already a pretty amazing bunch of prolific Creators.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are also subject to our own fears and beliefs.  We struggle when our beliefs have not caught up with our dreams.  From beliefs we create.  So as we evolve, we are able to create more, deliberately and intentionally.   Our beliefs change, so what we produce changes, too.  And now that we have moved into the most generous creational energy we have ever known, the sky's the limit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two things, I believe, still challenge us.  First, we are confused about the internal roots of our Creation. Dreams and desires are not concrete; they are not yet beliefs from which creation comes, yet we persist in trying to create from them. And that produces feelings of failure or hopelessness.  Dreams can certainly move through us to &lt;i&gt;become&lt;/i&gt; clear intention, but we frustrate ourselves trying to change our circumstances on the strength of something so nebulous as a dream or desire.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams and desires largely evolve out of the emotional and mental bodies.  They are useful, and they can inspire us to continue a journey that might seem impossible to others.  But they are not yet the substance of the inspired and intentional Self.  When we treat them as the prelude to an intention, feel into them, breathing and checking to see if they are worthy of becoming an intention, then we satisfy the longing and relieve pressure on the emotional and mental bodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other core issue in Creation is "layering."  Let's say, we have a fine, intentional creation going on.  We have identified something that started as a dream, and in the gestation process it becomes a clear creation.  We can feel it and "see" it, and we are on the road to creating it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we "layer" it with conditions and associations that absolutely block a satisfying outcome. We have been taught that we must earn, that we must be worthy of anything we want.  We have learned this lesson so well that on the way to a new, deeply inspired creation, we associate it with any and all of the qualifiers we feel necessary to deserve it.  We are then trying to create through a self-conscious fog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed a reliable vehicle last year.  I could have blocked myself, directing my Universe that I first had to create the money for it.  I could have worried over whether I could afford the insurance, etc..  I could have argued myself out of that wonderful vehicle that came along in July of 2009, with a lot of folks enthusiastically helping me to create it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could have insisted myself right out of that vehicle through my own limiting beliefs, but Wisdom told me not to "layer."  My process, and, delightfully, my mother's process, was to continue to give thanks for the perfect vehicle.  And so we created it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we have a need or a desire that becomes an inspired goal (never mind if it's not essential) we create it out of our pure attention on it and it alone.  We can identify whether we are "layering" by the mental chatter and emotional clamor that interferes with our peace as we consider the creation.  Taking a deep breath, releasing all else and restating our creation, we clear the way to manifesting.  Or as one woman's Wisdom said, "If you stop telling God how to do it, you can have it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a deep breath and resting peacefully in my own current creations, I wish you the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1593710357813817779?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1593710357813817779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1593710357813817779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1593710357813817779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1593710357813817779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/reflections-and-creations.html' title='Reflections and Creations'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6324232285952004841</id><published>2010-09-12T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:11:36.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Archangel Michael</title><content type='html'>Greetings with Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful that, whatever we have to do here on Earth, we have so much help.  We have never walked this life alone, and now more than ever we need the help of our Masters and angels to guide and support us; to show us the way to shape this Third Age of Earth with inspiration and conviction until our Becoming is complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Archangel Michael has a message for us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The topic of good and evil is immediate and compelling.  You have been diligently taking stock of your own lives.  You have been investing in the Earth as your sustainable home, and your efforts are effective, even beyond expectations.  You are exceeding the projections made 30 years ago when an expanded population became aware.  Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep your eyes on the bright horizon, not on the drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your challenges have been many.  Planetary pressures and increases in human conflict have been largely attributed to shifting energies and physical Earth changes.  And you have not been incorrect.  But there is more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great deal of the pressure you feel is the encroaching influence of evil.  Please listen.  Creating fear is not my intention.  Evil has always been in play.  If not for evil, good would not shine so brightly.  One defines the other, and it has always been so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have been told over the years that the contrasts would increase as Earth approached its cleansing cycle.  As you now approach the cleansing, to whatever degree that is realized, the pressures of evil are stronger, just as is the expansion of good.  You can feel the evil in humankind, just as you can feel a greater love in those who would contribute to wholeness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You decide.  Will you resist?  Resistance is part of the problem.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you embrace what you know to be good?  Believe in it, give thanks for it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This expands good, and the shadow retreats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust yourselves.  Have confidence in the choices you make, however small they may seem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are making a difference even by reading this; by building your lives; by tending to what is possible; by being kind to one another; by loving yourselves more, as we love you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day Earth may see the extinction of evil.  This is not yet decided.  Humanity will decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need no promises from us.  We do not determine the quality of your lives.  You are in charge of Earth.  We hold your hands and remind you to lift your eyes to the stars, to the rainbows; to be grateful for the rain as well as for the sun; to be grateful for the wisdom to know the difference between the light and the shadow, and so more often to choose the Light."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will probably be my theme for church in Duluth on the 19th.  I am surely asking for help to share this message with grace.  I have help.  We all have help.  I am grateful.  With deep, cleansing breaths I know we are equal to our assignment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6324232285952004841?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6324232285952004841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6324232285952004841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6324232285952004841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6324232285952004841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/archangel-michael.html' title='Archangel Michael'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2095544883763777348</id><published>2010-09-12T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T05:13:03.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Joys</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, while very full and energetically challenging, held serendipitous moments that made everything else feel lighter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Nancy O. and I celebrated her birthday - a day late - at a restaurant near her home in Champlin.  While the food wasn't very good, and the smell of beer provided an interesting atmosphere, the company was perfect and we knew it was the "right" place to celebrate.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, September 11, the anniversary of the terrorist attacks, was on our minds and part of our conversation.  Our wait person, Katie, had a tattoo that caught my attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the Chinese character for "peace," tattooed on her upper right forearm.  It was her only tattoo (that we could see), and she said her family members have similar tats expressing, "hope," "courage," and so forth.  I have never before had the inclination to be tattooed, but....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When breathing and aware we are open to the delicious moments that weave into of the fabric of our lives:  leaving my apartment at just the right time to have a few moments with my friend, Mark;  answering an unidentified call to find the person who's been on my mind at the other end; finding, online, this colorful and perfect spot to celebrate Nancy's birthday; standing at my deck doors on the morning when the sky was so brilliant it took my breath away, then to breathe deeply to accept all the gifts it held.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A full life is a life filled with breath that releases us from "busy" and delivers the gifts that lift us up; a reminder of the perfection in all things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing with all of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2095544883763777348?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2095544883763777348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2095544883763777348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2095544883763777348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2095544883763777348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/unexpected-joys.html' title='Unexpected Joys'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-8085964604195013682</id><published>2010-09-11T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T05:32:07.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings and Endings</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a day of details:  snakes and snails and puppy dogs' tails; the oddities of life come to mind.  This is a day to review collections, to determine what details of life we want to keep and what has served its purpose, now to be discarded.  If this applies to things, then what about thoughts, ideas, behaviors.  What about hurts, pain, reasons to hold others accountable.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the idea of a New Year that begins near the end of summer; Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year, stimulates the same feelings that our Christian new year has always done for me.  I love that we have a reminder that a New Year begins for us at any point on the calendar.  The Chinese New Year is in the spring, and so it goes.  We decide, not the calendar, when to take stock of what serves us and what does not.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dream this morning has apparently sparked this reflective mood.  In the dream, I was hired by an innovative company to distribute a new product.  It was a powder that was sweet and very heavy.  A little on the ends of my fingers weighed down my hand, but only as my attention was on it.   When released, it was lovely and light and easily inhaled.  And sprinkling it on food provided a magical means to achieve weight loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since age 11 I have fixed my attention on body image.  So many of us live our lives in such a tangle of feelings and behaviors that are largely stimulated by society, communicated in part by family members who struggle similarly.  This is too big, that is too small, we weigh too much, we weigh too little.  In the past few months I have been breathing through those feelings and behaviors to reveal the Wisdom of my physical, mental and emotional systems.  Wherever our attention sits we create - something.  When our attention is on the body, we create the very condition we most resist.  Ah, yes, resist-persist.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am delighted that my consciousness is revealing the magic that is within to recreate the direction of my attention and to reveal the physical system that serves me best; whatever its size, whatever its shape, the system already known within me, seeking peaceful acceptance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing with Delight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-8085964604195013682?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8085964604195013682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=8085964604195013682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8085964604195013682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8085964604195013682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/greetings-in-gratitude-today-is-day-of.html' title='Beginnings and Endings'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-6674333058843062804</id><published>2010-09-10T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T08:34:45.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergence</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether we call it emergence or birth this is the week for it.  From the completion of Ramadan, the Muslim holy days, to Rosh Hashana, the birth of the Jewish new year, to new moon this week, we are celebrating new energies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is not on our calendars is the evolutionary point that marks our emergence into a new, glorious, purple vibration.  Many sources have stimulated my appreciation of the amethyst in my home and out in the world this past two weeks, and is so often the case, conversations with Nancy and Judith brought those symbols into focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At each stage of our evolution, human beings carry a common energy that is reflected in a color common to most.  Each color layer or vibration is related to what we understand, where we are going and the means we have to get there.  The vibration/color of each layer may be invisible to most, but it is observed by others nonetheless.  The color of that state of human evolution gives us a feeling of common bond; comfortable with it, we align and accomplish our goals. Yet we need way-showers. (These evolutionary vibrations are related to, but different from, the chakra and aura colors we attribute to our human condition in this three-dimensional body.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When an individual is emerging from the common layer in advance of most others on the planet, we see that individual as somehow special.  We unconsciously see the emergence of their color in advance of our own, and it is a fascination.   We give these people attention as if they have a power or star quality.  We have difficulty naming it, but it's the IT factor, and the numbers of people noting IT make those folks newsworthy.  We see those people as leaders, we look to them for inspiration that gives us hope that we, too, can accede to such a role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each stage of this evolution can take a very long time, so by the time humanity as a whole expands into that next vibration as a common energy, those who wore it uniquely have passed on, leaving us with fond memories, holding their place in history, marking the way for the next emergence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of our history and those who have most effectively led us, I think of those closest to me, Jesus the Christ and the Buddha, who I realize walked in all the colors; all the vibrations in one embodiment to show us what was possible in the human form.  Tears spring to my eyes as I write this, realizing what a heavy mantle this must have been, while carrying them along inevitably to the fulfillment of their assignments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the time that marks emergence into the purple vibration.  What an exciting and awe-inspiring time to be here on the planet.  As Nancy O. says, we have now experienced all the colors of the rainbow.  Oh, how we love rainbows!  Those who walked ahead carrying the purple vibration, completing that cycle, gradually advance into the next vibration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aspiring to the next vibration, we evolve; we do so by gradations, each of us in our own time and style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I have only recently come into knowing our next stage, I can say, it is all colors combined at the highest vibration:  sheer white.  Accomplishing this, we will have Become all we can Be, and so it will be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Breathe, We Know, We Become,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phyllis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-6674333058843062804?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/6674333058843062804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=6674333058843062804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6674333058843062804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/6674333058843062804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/emergence.html' title='Emergence'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-5580265953845095945</id><published>2010-09-03T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T06:23:22.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises Kept</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I delighted in the lovely rainbow last night, several things occurred to me:  that to me rainbows represent "promises kept," just as one did in my vision 27 years ago at the end of the message from Mary and Jacob;  that I am amazed that I don't see people gathering, heads upturned, applause resounding when such a perfect natural phenomenon appears before us; that I am so fortunate to have this 4th-floor view facing east so that as the sun sets behind a passing evening storm I have full view of this miracle in the heavens;  that the miracle is so much more than we know, which brings tears of joy and wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday night my two granddaughters spent the night with me, following a day at the beach and a movie we all enjoyed together.  These fascinating people, these lovely girls, very 10 and "almost 7," are miracles of nature, too.  I have this sensation often when we are together that I want to freeze-frame certain moments; precious moments of such wonder that I want to milk them for all the wisdom that lies within them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following the lightning strike on our building the other night, every phenomenon of nature seems more precious and more full of meaning than we will ever know.  Even the fading of the flowers surrounding our building has more meaning.  We are always in transition; one color fading to be replaced by yet another breathtaking event; replacing petunias with chrysanthemums, yet holding on to the purple fountain grass that moves with grace from summer into autumn.  Taking time to contemplate, to appreciate, to celebrate each and every one seems all the more precious now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The planet is in a state of transition that I feel moving through me with powerful waves of energy. Personally, the current conditions leave me with a feeling similar to what I felt as a teenager when I had to miss school; a sense of yearning for what was going on that I would never capture.  Now in Third Earth that feeling means that something so immense is unfolding that I simply cannot attend all of it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The convergence of all Cosmic beings is holding a conference&lt;/i&gt;, and I ache to be part of each conversation.   My choice is to breathe and &lt;i&gt;lightly&lt;/i&gt; hold precious all that I can see, all that I can hug, all that I hold dear and remember that Mother Earth's contractions also require a releasing breath.  And in breathing I recall that all is right with the world, no thing is out of place.  In a breath I am reassured that I am playing the part that is mine, surrendering all that is not.  All is Known.  All is well.  All promises are kept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-5580265953845095945?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5580265953845095945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=5580265953845095945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5580265953845095945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5580265953845095945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/09/promises-kept.html' title='Promises Kept'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-8635273870478225898</id><published>2010-08-31T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:45:50.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lightning Within</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our building was struck by lightning at 3:30 this morning, setting off fire alarms and waking me from a sound sleep with quite a jolt.  It struck on my end of the building, though so far no one has determined if any damage was done.  The firemen came, of course, and staff arrived, keys in hand to shut off the alarm, but the system was damaged and could not be reset.  Brian, our maintenance man, used the perfect remedy - duct tape - to hold the silence button in place, and we returned to our homes in hopes of more sleep.  Ah, I hear foot-steps on the roof now, so will find out later what they found, if anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waking with all these thoughts, Lao Tsu was walking with me as I made my coffee, and I invited his words if he has anything to say this morning.  And so he does:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nature is a curious thing.  It lives in you and it provides the environment in which you live. You cannot have lightning outside unless you have it within as well.  Earthquakes, volcanoes, rivers and mountains, deserts and oceans, all in microscopic replication within you.  You carry the planet and it carries you.  All are born of the same stuff. Think, then, how you must also carry the genetic code of all other human beings within you.  None are apart, none separate. Hate no one, resist nothing.  You are only resisting yourself."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I contemplate these words, it also occurs to me that if we are conflict with ourselves over one thing or another that we do not like, we are also sharing that conflict with the planet.  So we are a part of the chaos we shun and fear.  To be a peace with self is to contribute to the peace the planet is striving to achieve in this new age of Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-8635273870478225898?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/8635273870478225898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=8635273870478225898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8635273870478225898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/8635273870478225898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/lightning-within.html' title='The Lightning Within'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4294245178747609483</id><published>2010-08-30T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:40:35.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Normal</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever feel, when talking metaphysics with folks of like mind that you just may have edged past sanity; that you might now be considered eligible for legal commitment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Join the club!  We surely are exploring territory never known before.  And we are surely committed!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels so magnetic, so compelling that there is no option but to continue the journey, trusting that whatever is around the corner we are equal to the discovery, the newest adventure.  I've likened our trip to that of the earliest explorers who truly had no idea what they might find around the next bend, across the next divide or river.  We are no less courageous that Lewis and Clark or Columbus.   Consider what physical, mental and emotional energy it took for them to press on into the unknown, and know that our journey is no less challenging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When a new vista opens to us, when things are possible that were never possible before,  when suddenly we create outside known physical laws, we wonder.  We celebrate, we are excited, and it may take a few breaths before we accept what has just unfolded in front of us.  All these things are examples of  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;the new normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;   And we can expect more.  The journey continues, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;new ways that we learn to be human will become the norm, then yet another vista will open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;With breath we adjust, we adapt.  With breath we open to new vistas.  With breath we are inspired and vested in the energy it takes to continue.  Breath supports in the new normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Until next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4294245178747609483?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4294245178747609483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4294245178747609483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4294245178747609483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4294245178747609483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-normal.html' title='The New Normal'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-3108308087668711463</id><published>2010-08-29T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:06:20.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lao Tsu Continued</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I heard the first message from Lao Tsu, reported in the last post, I felt that old tug of, "What right do I have to report messages from someone like this?"  I didn't realize my deeper issue with it until this morning when I heard the word, "domain," as I woke.  Since then it has been followed by "eminent," and "public."  With some time to talk with him about it, I realize this message has more for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says, "Your right to report is absolute.  You have domain, and no permission is required. If I were alive and had public rights on published materials, the story would be different.  It is not now true.  Relax.  Publish this to ask people to consider their own Wisdom.  People shy away from interpreting the words of notable figures, especially those of a religious nature.  Once a person has expressed a truth and it resides in the consciousness long enough, so many share it that it becomes public domain.  Also, when I offer you a new thought, then it is yours, and you may publish it as you see fit."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This experience has shadows of wavering conviction about it.  Sometimes we need to be challenged to recognize that our conviction is still stabilizing.  Not only in a situation like this, of course, but in many life situations.  We are challenged when we are still coming to terms with personal truth; when we are still learning to trust ourselves.  The minor issue becomes a major as we test ourselves and learn to have faith, no matter how it may appear to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have traveled so far, evolved to see the emergence of the Third Earth, and we are the bright colors in its tapestry.  Our consciousness is expanding beyond anything we can yet imagine, and we are the means by which it expands.  We trust more, we breathe and choose or take action based on faith.  We have eminent domain.  We acquire what will serve us best, knowing that such acquisition will also serve the greater good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's been an interesting twist to what started out with a few words.  Lovely how our Universe works when we let it.  I am grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-3108308087668711463?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3108308087668711463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=3108308087668711463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3108308087668711463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3108308087668711463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/lao-tsu-continued.html' title='Lao Tsu Continued'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2450601688037784228</id><published>2010-08-28T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T07:28:36.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Message from Lao Tzu</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a short post this morning before going off to fun day with Anita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, Lao Tzu, father of Taoism, has been contacting me in dreams, then repeating the messages after I am awake.  I thank him for his Wisdom, and offer this morning's message for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you stand by the river, your attention is drawn to the water.  You see the activity of the water, the ripples and sometimes the turbulence.  You may also notice the banks; the one on which you stand and the opposite bank.  So you notice what is visible.  But the wisdom is not in what is visible.  The wisdom is the accumulated and stored richness at the bottom of the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to the depths;  take your courage and with a deep breath, dive, dive, dive to the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here you will find the wisdom that awaits you; the wisdom that has always been there waiting for you.  The depths always holds your wisdom.  The richness tells the oldest story, the most important information and emotion that will set you free, raise you up to the surface and return you to your joy."  Lao Tzu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, Breathing and Diving with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2450601688037784228?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2450601688037784228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2450601688037784228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2450601688037784228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2450601688037784228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/message-from-lao-tzu.html' title='A Message from Lao Tzu'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-3254891706274657566</id><published>2010-08-27T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T08:09:55.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesickness and The Light</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the basics are so very basic that we may not talk about them much, but this blog is a perfect place for me reflect on elements of our journey that have meaning for so many of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following the opening message for a new client a few days ago, she was tearful and a bit embarrassed.  First tissues, then explanation, to say this is common when we feel the presence of Spirit.  Whether we touch deeply into our God Space in meditation, during a dream, or in a session, we feel to the depths of us the satisfaction of a hunger we have carried throughout our human journey.  And tears are a natural response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This hunger is homesickness; a longing for that dimension or layer that holds all of our other realities or aspects.  It also is home to those we have loved in this life and all guides and angels who are bonded with us on this journey.  It's no wonder we tear up - even sob - when we surrender enough to visit there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what I'm going to say next:  Breath takes us there.  Surrendering all of our denser realities we journey within to reveal the stream of consciousness, the bridge, to that Home we hunger to know again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                            ********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repeating to Nancy a vision I had this morning, more clarity came that inspires me about our true Self.  The vision was a repeated image I've been having lately.  I am opening a door.  At first, seeing it, my logic argues with the vision.  I am opening a door outward with my left hand and the light is coming from within my room in an arc that penetrates the shadow beyond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During all of our metaphysical journey we've heard teachings about the Light.  We were taught that in our search for enlightenment we needed to follow a path to find the Light, to live a life worthy of that Light and so to enjoy our en-Light-enment when it we had earned it, when we "found" it.  My vision corrects an old, conditioned response that the Light must be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exactly the opposite is true.  WE are the Light.  It is within us and always has been.  As we open the door to what is beyond, we share that Light and illuminate the shadow.  We may have temporarily forgotten the Light, but overlooking it has not diminished it.  We are IT.  Nothing can deter us.  We are on this path to recall this brilliant, original aspect of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are recalling our own Light, and so, Becoming all that we can be; in our bodies, the Light from us illuminating the path we walk including the people and situations that can benefit from our energy.  This is why I do not beseech any external source for help.  When a person is in need of attention, I hold them in the Sacred, knowing that with breath and intention the Light becomes available to them and they will use it as they see fit.  Each of the others is also a perfect being, carrying the Light of their own Divinity, taking the path that serves them best.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-3254891706274657566?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/3254891706274657566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=3254891706274657566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3254891706274657566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/3254891706274657566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/homesickness-and-light.html' title='Homesickness and The Light'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-4318158993138540635</id><published>2010-08-25T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T03:54:06.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expanding Creations</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An odd little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;idiosyncrasy popped up yesterday that gave me pause&lt;/span&gt;, so of course it prompted this posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the process of posting to this blog, I occasionally get an email response from a reader, but the comment notation at the bottom of the posting shows no numbers, so I have assumed there were none.  Yesterday I realized there is a "comments" heading I had never explored.  Clicking on it, I found a number of lovely comments from many of you, and&lt;i&gt; I thank you so much &lt;/i&gt;for taking the time to so thoughtfully respond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, in turn, reminded me of my 19th summer, working here in Minneapolis for what we then called, "Ma Bell," and living alone for the first time.  After a falling out with my roommates, I moved to a two-room apartment in an old house on Nicollet Ave.  I shared a bathroom with the 3rd floor tenant.  This place was very inexpensive, so when I had no hot water the first day, I assumed it was a "cold water flat."  This didn't bother me much since I had hot water in the bathroom, so I simply heated water for dishes, etc.   I only lived there a few months, and when I prepared to move, I left the kitchen water running in the pail to wash the floors.  I came back to find it full of steaming water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are only two of several instances of living within the confines of my own assumptions; living as if there were no more, &lt;i&gt;as if my Universe had limits.&lt;/i&gt;  I was born into a family that seemed perfectly happy to live in a very small house without running water for several years, as many of our neighbors did.  So I learned to accept what was.  And while I had dreams, I learned not to expect more than I could see.  Of course, my Universe agreed with me.  It always does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, however, having moved into Third Earth, we are stretching our creational muscles, standing tall and asking what we have not yet considered.  How may we expand our version of life on Earth?  What have we not yet explored that lies in store for us in The All That Is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My expanded version is bursting through the walls of my apartment these days.  This morning I woke aching with the remnants of a dream that my life included a dog.  The feeling is so real that I know it is a precognition that one day my life will change to include a new, furry friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I write, I wonder, what is in the expanded version of your life?  Where have you, like me, sometimes settled for a version limited by conditioned, karmic perspective?  How have you unintentionally created a narrow selection?  Remember that dreams are not concrete and produce little but wistfulness.  Our new creations may begin with a dream, but we need intentions, stated with breath and gratitude, to punch out the confining walls of our previous lives and open us into Expanded Creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, in Expanded Creation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-4318158993138540635?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/4318158993138540635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=4318158993138540635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4318158993138540635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/4318158993138540635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/greetings-in-gratitude-odd-little.html' title='Expanding Creations'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1540675382647584262</id><published>2010-08-24T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T09:01:25.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shadow and the Light</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new phrase (for me), "a new human contract is in effect," is full of promise and excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new contract is a reason to celebrate that, "sacrifice contradicts Creation."  If we can learn to recognize the part of us that has leaned into sacrifice, then the remedy is on the flip side, and it is eminently probable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is true of any thing in our lives.  Where there is any valley, any place of shadow and trial, we are gifted with the remedy.  This is a law of cause and effect we can count on as long as we need it.  &lt;i&gt;Within is the promise that, recognizing the obstacle, the remedy is just as real.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How often, faced with what seems to be an insurmountable obstacle, do we shrink and even run to hide from it, shield ourselves and seek comfort.  I am blessed to know some special people recently who have found the way into the remedy, often without even realizing what strength of character, faith and courage is within them.  But they sense the alternative is there; the remedy is within and can be realized with breath and a depth of surrender still new to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, in the light of the full moon, truth is illuminated.  Standing on my deck last night in that light, I was so relaxed in it.  I realized how urgently I had felt the need for the rising of this moon, at this time, when we are so challenged and so gifted.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only are we gifted with the remedy, we are the gift.  We are the remedy.  And with breath we recall it.  I am comforted by the message the Masters gave me back in '83, "You will learn nothing new.  You will recall everything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing with you until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Recalling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1540675382647584262?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1540675382647584262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1540675382647584262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1540675382647584262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1540675382647584262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/shadow-and-light.html' title='The Shadow and the Light'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7755272058993766791</id><published>2010-08-20T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T08:06:48.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Human Contract</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the channeling began 27 years ago, the very first message from Mary and Jacob described how I would travel and speak to groups.  But the message that is still alive in memory was, "You have much work to do."  And I assumed it was work in service to others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the years, speaking to groups and in session with clients, I know I have channeled wisdom that has served others.  But the essential work that I had to do was to Become.  And I learned early on that, standing apart and observing, my clients were and are my best teachers. Allowing me into their streams of consciousness, they provide me a front row seat to a Cosmic cast of guides and angels, Masters and family members who share astonishing Wisdom - and comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many years ago, talking in session with a distressed woman in Wisconsin, we were sorting out the roles of males and females.  As we were speaking about the expectations she imposed upon herself and how she had suffered the consequences,  exhausted and filled with anxiety, a flight of angels arrived with such impact it took my breath away. Having our attention, they said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Sacrifice contradicts Creation."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Centuries of traditional indoctrination have taught us that the most valuable, altruistic and spiritual of us are those who sacrifice ourselves to others.  The angels report that this is one of our most damaging beliefs.  This pronouncement hit me like a cosmic two-by-four, right between the eyes.  We have been compromising the very essence of our human nature by denying ourselves in the name of service; service to what we believed had more value;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;service to others at the expense of Self. I knew this was my belief.  And I knew I had work to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The belief that sacrifice was necessary has served our human evolution.  The karmic way was supported by this human dynamic.  Sacrifice has been held up as the standard by which we "should" pattern our lives.  Having now entered into this Third Earth, we are bringing into focus all that no longer serves us.  These threads, so woven into our consciousness are now coming to light so that they might be transformed into a new creative energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So imbedded is this belief of sacrifice through service that it reveals itself in stages.  My own journey since the angelic pronouncement has been (a sometimes not fun) adventure in revealing what I believe about sacrificing myself to the needs others.  When I realize I've bumped into another layer of the belief,  I breathe into the experience and ask it for its Wisdom.  What relief I feel in releasing myself and the person or situation involved, recalling the Wisdom and making way for a new relationship to evolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I realize the way to service &lt;i&gt;without &lt;/i&gt;sacrifice is a new way to be human.  The pronouncement does not suggest that we cease doing service.  It alerts us to our own beliefs about service.  The layers of human nature can produce unconscious reaction that land us in big trouble.  Service at the expense of Self leaches away our life force.  It compromises our immune system and other human defense mechanisms.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When we contemplate our beliefs about service, let's be honest about what may have motivated us in the past and breathe into service accomplished with the mutually respectful approach that achieves exchange.  When we serve, not in reaction but in Wisdom, we are renewed.  When we are renewed by our service, the chi is sustained.  And as we explore all the ways that we have contradicted our own Sacred Nature in the past, we can breathe and celebrate that &lt;i&gt;a new human contract is in effect;  &lt;/i&gt;a contract made concrete by each of us divining a new way to be - and to become all that we can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;With Love and Respect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7755272058993766791?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7755272058993766791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7755272058993766791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7755272058993766791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7755272058993766791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-human-contract.html' title='A New Human Contract'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1989100125254270761</id><published>2010-08-19T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:12:03.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter II</title><content type='html'>Breathing with Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday a new client arrived with her life in much disarray, and while I was preparing for our exchange, I knew the true reason she was coming had little to do with her conscious expectations.  This is not unusual.  Over the years I've realized that the Wisdom that prompts a session reveals itself during the session and may be quite different from what the person expects.  This can make a session difficult for the client, but I've learned to surrender and trust that, if not in the session, then some time, some way the counsel will penetrate and make a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When life is hard we really just wish there were a magic potion we could take to make it all go away or at least relieve the pressure so that we can see our way to the happy outcome.  This was the case with yesterday's client.  The core remedy was too simple for her to comprehend, at least at first.  And even when she could accept the counsel, she could not visualize how her life could change by simply breathing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a magic potion, and it is free.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Breath is the answer to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  Not faith first, because breath releases us to our Spirit, so breath is the answer.  Not Wisdom first; breath precedes our access to Wisdom.   Not surrender first; breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are probably very tired of me repeating myself.  But I am not tired of saying it.  I realize that this is my mission in life.  Therefore, of course, it is also my own lesson.  Thanks again to Richard Bach: "We teach best what we most need to learn."  Breath is everything.  Logic and emotion block our Wisdom.  Breath reveals it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you struggle?  Breathe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still struggling?  Breathe again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you in trouble so deep you can't see your way out?  Breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do people in your life still drive you crazy?  Breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there a physical symptom defying diagnosis or treatment?  Breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is that reminds you you are still human, Breathe.  And Breathe again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing deeply, focused only on the breath, is what I call breath with intention.  When we breathe with gratitude, we become a magnetic force that invites powerful response.  Breath becomes a channel through which we reveal our wisdom.  Then, any symptom can find its matching remedy.  &lt;i&gt;All symptoms have a correlating remedy.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i&gt;The symptom and the remedy are stored in the Mind, and it is accessed with Breath.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the dreams, all the aching desire for peace and simplicity, all the anxiety, all the urgency to find the remedy has led us down many paths.  After all, we need no books, no workshops, no anything outside of ourselves to achieve the fulfilled life.   Creation provided us all that we need.  The miracle is in the Simplicity.  Breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Breathing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1989100125254270761?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1989100125254270761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1989100125254270761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1989100125254270761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1989100125254270761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/chapter-ii.html' title='Chapter II'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1659930995578269739</id><published>2010-08-18T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T08:36:48.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Trust Yourself HOW Much?</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some months ago I quoted an ancient Japanese haiku shared with me by my friend, Linda, who had just lost her job (which turned out to be a miracle).  And this morning, reflecting on the changes people are reporting to me, I heard a phrase that also puts into true perspective the new way of being human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are contemplating something that does not feel good, a difficult loss, a conflict, a challenge to balance, System says about us, "Wow, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;you trust yourself &lt;b&gt;that much&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this.  Being System, all things are created by us.  What if, when a thing we have created feels wrong, out of place, like a flaw in our Plan,  instead of checking ourselves for flawed intention or accusing ourselves of losing track, what if instead we took a deep breath and said, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Oh, I trust myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;that much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All remedy, all understanding, all faith and Wisdom are wrapped up in this statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a shift in planetary consciousness we would support with this personal, internal shift. This journey, this Becoming, is filled with such bright opportunities.  I embrace them with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, breathing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1659930995578269739?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1659930995578269739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1659930995578269739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1659930995578269739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1659930995578269739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-trust-yourself-how-much.html' title='You Trust Yourself HOW Much?'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-1390988085115245660</id><published>2010-08-16T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T05:26:31.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories and New Creations</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, the 14th, was the 27th anniversary of the day I first opened to seeing and hearing. Each year I celebrate in some way.  I've sometimes returned to Bemidji to sit in the evening in Perkins, as Michael and I did so often in 1983, to meditate and write.  My plan to do that this year shifted, and I went instead to the Perkins in Edina on Hwy. 100.  A full pot of coffee later I had taken my nostalgic journey, channeled several pages and visited at some length with the Masters closest to me, Jesus and Buddha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They offered personal counsel which I will be happy to share with all of you when the changes are more obvious.  In the meanwhile, they report that we are all weaving together the threads of the past and effectively transforming human memory, bringing forward a new energy that supports the planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does this mean in the practical?  In part, it means we have revealed more of ourselves without shrinking.  Accepting the parts of ourselves that make us uncomfortable; breathing through the pain, the self-consciousness and sharing with others who, in turn, have the courage to do the same.  We have learned not only to accept, but to celebrate ourselves, not the self, "except for," but the whole self.  We breathe better and react less to the world around us.  But perhaps the greatest victory is reacting less to those closest to us; those who are so good at pushing our buttons.  And even when we do react, we are so much better at breathing and reversing that energy to stand in greater objectivity.  This release results in expanding creative energy, available to self and to all others who are affected by our energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buddha says, "I remind you all that the past was perfect for the time, and it no longer serves except in reflection.  Appreciating yourselves, having survived so much and persevering, you are barely peeking into the new dimension, and you are doing so well."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christ reports, "Hope is born in people who share a belief in something unseen and seemingly greater than themselves.  With hope, the body is recalling and expressing more of its own wisdom.  You have breathed your way back to this wisdom.  I applaud your progress."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflections help us to appreciate ourselves; how far we have come, how much we have accomplished.   On the other hand, we can lean into the past as a means to identify ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When raised in pain - and who does not have some - the pain becomes a means to explain the person we have become.  The next time you are thinking about yourself, or telling others your story, try a breath.  It can become the release you need to move yourself forward.  With breath we can change the story, promote ourselves into new thought, putting the past to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see so many of us doing just this, and those who are practicing the technique are expressing joy beyond anything they thought possible.  This is possible for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, Breathing with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-1390988085115245660?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/1390988085115245660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=1390988085115245660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1390988085115245660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/1390988085115245660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/memories-and-new-creations.html' title='Memories and New Creations'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7618434084087874197</id><published>2010-08-11T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:52:13.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony and Third Earth</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another condition initiated in the transit of August 8, is a Cosmic Timer.  It makes a very odd sound when I listen, like, "pucketapucketapucketa." I know, it's probably my own invention, but I did hear it, and introducing an element of humor is probably the point.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The irony in the timer, of course, is that time is a human invention.  Cosmic Consciousness is absent of time.  But to inform us about the adjustment period we have entered, a timer is used to illustrate that we are&lt;i&gt; gradually adjusting to Unlimited Source.&lt;/i&gt;  There is no deadline.  The timer indicates a pace that is generous and well within our capacity to adapt to a new way of being in this, the Third Age of Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We became conditioned to everything in the Second Age of Earth.  We've become so well-versed in the karmic way that considering the possibility of learning in a whole new format boggles the brain (not the Mind).  And that is what we are considering now; learning not through brain function, but through Mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past year we have been exploring the concept of The All That Is, holding all in store that we need and desire.  Describing it always causes me to lift my right arm and extend into the space that feels so unusual and expansive that words fail me.  Since the past weekend, the Source through which all is made possible and real is so close now that I can feel it pulsing against the right side of my face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What takes us into that Source is breath.  &lt;i&gt;It is the only way. &lt;/i&gt; We cannot think it and get there. We cannot get there at all.  Breath allows The All That Is to merge with us, to become a part of who we are and who we are becoming.  Thought will trigger emotion.  Emotion will trigger more thought.  That is the karmic way.  It is not the way into the ease we deserve.  Breath is the only way.  To quote a group I channeled for a client today, "Breathe to rest within yourself." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathing with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am, Phyllis Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-7618434084087874197?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/7618434084087874197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=7618434084087874197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7618434084087874197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/7618434084087874197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/irony-and-third-earth.html' title='Irony and Third Earth'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-5376843903874648849</id><published>2010-08-10T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T07:25:27.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy as Consciousness</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Energy is my subject this morning, and where we shall go with it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;any one's&lt;/span&gt; guess.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My granddaughter was excited to show me her new room arrangement on Sunday.  Entering, I took a deep breath and realized that the old location of bed and bookshelves on opposite sides of the room were contrary to free flow of energy.  This feels open and inviting.  And the girls love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do not always realize why we do not feel comfortable in a place or with a person or group. The energy of the situation is most often the cause for our uneasiness.  Yet energy is thing we cannot see, so we do the best we can and go on, often not aware that the prevailing energy was the cause of our dis-ease.  Learning how to re-form our energy can ease our lives.  If you are uncomfortable in some areas of your home, changing the arrangement might help.  So can breathing into a new energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I related in an earlier posting how the energy transit we experienced while I was in Duluth last affected me.  To adjust, I took long, shuddering, spontaneous breaths that helped me cope.  I felt disoriented and unstable.   I had to cut my time short and get on the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The planet is in labor and the effect on the human system is very real.  August 8th was the pivot point for our latest transit.  The energy was different from the earlier shift, and I handled it differently.  I stood outside of myself a lot and observed.  It was not a day for successful pie baking, but the human classroom was effective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are beings of unlimited energy.  We are born of Source, therefore we have all the elements of Source within and around us.  Reflecting on the thoughts of a channel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas who is exploring the subject of expanding consciousness, I summarize first my version of our Earth/Human dynamic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are born of Earth.  Our mental, emotional and physical bodies are born of the density that is Earth.  Our energy bodies are born of Spirit; what we might call God, Creator, Cosmic Consciousness or The All That Is.  The differentiation of Earth and Heavens is important if we are to comprehend our relationship to ourselves and to the planet. Our density provides us the means to take the journey.  Our spirit is the essence that precedes physical life and continues after the body dies.   It is our connection to The All That Is and a reminder that we do not take this journey alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a reason that through the ages we have called God "He," and the Earth, "She."  This is not a religious indoctrination that we can now change to fit a more ecumenical approach.  We are born of both masculine and feminine energies.  I do not call God, "she,"  any more than I would call the planet, "he."   It does not fit.  We are intended to have a mother and a father. Just as we procreate as humans, the format applies to the planet and the birthing of life here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The energy of Mother Earth is expanding and contracting, just as the abdomen of a female expands and contracts during labor.  She is birthing a new Earth.  These energy cycles produce more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;seismic&lt;/span&gt;  activity, more meteorological events and more stress in people.  Just as in human labor, some of these labor cycles are more pronounced than others.  So it was in mid-July, and so it was this past weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as breath is taught in Lamaze classes to expectant mothers to help them through labor, I have been taught to use breath to assist Mother Earth and to adjust personal energy.  We release stress with breath, and expanding our personal energy field further also assists in stress release.  When we expand our energy field through breath, we also collaborate with others to support the birthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have ever meditated to expand your consciousness outside of yourself, you already know how to do this.  Breathe deeply and imagine your personal energy is expanding like a balloon or sphere around you.  Continue to breathe and imagine your energy is expanding outward, enveloping any person, place or situation you decide to include.  Your energy is your consciousness and it expands with Wisdom in service to others, multiplies and returns to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's important that we do not confuse this with sympathetic relationship.  We are not seeking to identify with the experience of others, nor are we there to change them or it.  The person or situation is perfect in ways we cannot imagine.  The breathing helps us to disengage from reaction or judgement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The breathing event expands the &lt;i&gt;neutral&lt;/i&gt; energy/consciousness to include whatever might cause us stress.  Thus, we are no longer using our energy in reaction to the situation.  We are acknowledging what has always been true:  we are spirit first and our energy bodies are unlimited in their capacity to contribute to the Whole.   Breathing with intention, we are living the expanded life of increasing ease.  Expanding consciousness we bring increased ease to the planet and assist in the birthing of a new Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cycles will continue as surely as the mother completes the labor and births the child.  How will we be and who will we be?  We cannot know what will come with certainty.  We are evolving, after all, and we have free will. We do know that we are fully equipped for what will surely unfold.  We are equipped with breath.  It eases the density and gives expansive meaning to the spirit.  We are Earth learning itself, organizing itself, breathing itself.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Paraphrasing here from Sister Mary Therese MacGillis' speech, "Wellness and the Earth."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-5376843903874648849?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/5376843903874648849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=5376843903874648849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5376843903874648849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/5376843903874648849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/energy-as-consciousness.html' title='Energy as Consciousness'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-2042090950150271231</id><published>2010-08-05T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T05:57:12.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Universe Agrees with You</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the Universe agrees with you, with me, with everyone.  It always does, it always has.  Then, why, I sometimes wonder, do we react as if what's going on is simply wrong, or not ours at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're in the same boat about how it feels.  I don't like it, either, when someone accuses me or acts out in front of me.  It's uncomfortable to have the experience, first of all.  Then it's even more discomforting when I have to face that the event is &lt;i&gt;mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my experience last night.  An old friend and client emailed his disappointment in the content of a session his former wife and I had a few years ago.  I don't know how he obtained the information, but that is really not the point.  His wife, as I remember, was counseled to trust herself, that her first obligation was to her children and herself as she looked at her marriage, deciding how to proceed, how to create the rest of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His accusations briefly wounded me.  I did not like being the object of his pain and denial.  It hurt that I could be accused of compromising our friendship; I was hurt that my role could be misinterpreted.  My initial reaction was to respond.  Clearly, his email said, "do not reply." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I knew this was the wisest course.  Wisdom quickly kicked in to say, "His pain is not your responsibility,"  and &lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;What is your wisdom in this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I had a composite event related to many things we've been exploring here in this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1."People will only challenge me when my conviction wavers."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Time to meditate again on conviction related to my roles with people and residual                          beliefs that I carry responsibility for them.  Time to surrender another layer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2."Each person's Plan is perfect."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      And so is mine and yours.  He has a right to his beliefs and to his perfect journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Whose life is this, anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3."I live independently, accountable to no one."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      I reach into the old belief that self-consciousness has any place in my life, and release again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Loving myself more I have more to share, especially with my old friend, shared in Spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4."Wisdom prevails, and as I breathe, I recall it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       More wisdom equals more freedom and more joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. "My Universe &lt;i&gt;always &lt;/i&gt;agrees with me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       Thank you, my old friend.  I know myself better because you share your pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        We are all here on a journey to learn ourselves.  This friend supports my journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, Breathing with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Phyllis, Becoming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8467315599639748440-2042090950150271231?l=wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/feeds/2042090950150271231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8467315599639748440&amp;postID=2042090950150271231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2042090950150271231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8467315599639748440/posts/default/2042090950150271231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwthenatureofbeing.blogspot.com/2010/08/universe-agrees-with-you.html' title='The Universe Agrees with You'/><author><name>Phyllis McCoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12844555460743119891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QuwrDQFJc1c/TDs3uJIZlPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYENpRsBiXk/S220/Judith+and+Me+2007.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8467315599639748440.post-7685878112509459996</id><published>2010-08-04T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T08:19:33.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe the Journey</title><content type='html'>Greetings in Gratitude!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lovely friend and client of many years has given permission to reflect on guidance offered her, and I am grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is life but a journey to goals, not the goal itself.  It is peculiar to the human condition, that we set goals and become so focused on them that anything in between is secondary, even ignored or assessed as less than the goal we hold in such high esteem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet the journey holds all the substance of life.  It is the reason for being human.  The journey is the substance of learning, achieving, of becoming all we can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt
